A day in the life...

Okay, so if I would have to pick one word to describe my life right now, I think it would have to be ‘unorganized’. And I am feeling the pressure because of it, I literally feel like I cannot breath. My office at work is a wreck and I just increased my workload because of someone leaving the company by about … humm 40%, but I can’t say no, because that is job security…right? my bathrooms are still ‘somewhat’ clean but the whole cleaning ‘action plan’ that I had…didn’t happen… nope…did NOT happen. My life is too crazy, but don’t get me wrong, it is a GOOD life…I just wish I could be more organized.

I am wearing a sweater today that wraps around, like it is open and you are supposed to put the ties behind you and tie in a bow… I can’t figure it out? I look like a mess and I spent half an hour in the restroom at work trying to figure it out but no matter how I adjust it, it just looks like a mess…sloppy. I even pulled out the catalog that I ordered it from and it looks so neat and crisp and stylish on the model… I guess I have a knack for making things a mess! This sweater, makes me feel like the craziness of my life…

My son’s newest word is ‘whatever’….that about sums it up. It is amazing to me how he always uses it at the most appropriate moments and in the right context.

Noah, get back in your car seat and buckle up or you are going to be in serious trouble!
Whatever

Noah, pick up your toys and take them back to your room and I don’t mean go to the door and throw them in!
Whatever

Be gentle with the eggs Noah, or you’ll break them! (filling confetti eggs)
Whatever
(crack goes the egg) I told you!
Whatever
Don’t talk back
Whatever
I mean it
Whatever

Where is your glove Noah, I told you to hold onto it or you would forget it!
Whatever
Now you are going to be the only kid at practice without a glove
Whatever
Stop talking back
Whatever

AAAaaaahhh, the joys of parenthood! WHATEVER!

I should start doing the same thing…

Mommy, where is my backugon, I can’t find it..
Whatever
Please mommy
whatever

I want to watch cartoons
whatever
please mommy
whatever

humm, might work ….

On the subject of 4 year olds, my son has officially gotten over his fear of pooping at school (when you gotta go, you gotta go). How do I know this? Because the evidence is quite clear when we are getting ready for bath, let’s just say my son is a track star and he doesn’t even have to run… Bathtime... I can always tell when he had to ‘take the turtles to the water at school. ‘

Bathtime conversation

uh oh mommy, they got crust (taking off his underwear and showing me)
Did you take a poop at school
yes
who cleaned your butt
I did
you did! how many times did you wipe?
just once
was there any poop on the toilet paper?
nope, it was all clean
OOoooh, I see…
I wonder how your undies got crust?
I don’t know, maybe I farted
maybe….
let’s try wiping twice
but mommy, I gotta go play
okay, but twice won’t take that long… and your washing your hands right?
yes mommy! why do you ask me so many questions about my poop?
Just trying to help you baby
whatever
noah…
whatever

Summary of the week:

Monday/Tuesday – Mom did not have good days, very weak, very sad
Wednesday, she looked much better, when I got there Aunt Anita and Aunt Ruth were visiting with her in the dining room. Mom was having a good day, she was alert and trying to talk, she was glad to see them. Aunt Anita was uncomfortable with the surroundings and everything I could tell, it is hard on some people, when the residents started coming in to get ready for supper it was really bothering her, I could see she wanted to leave but I wouldn’t let her feel uncomfortable, I kept telling them how good they were to Mom and how they are working with her to get her stronger. I really think Aunt Ruth thinks mom can just snap out of it and go home, she even told me she thinks Mom would not be having any problems if we took her home. It is hard when you know they mean well but you already are dealing with the emotions of feeling like you aren’t doing enough… So I told them the events of just this week, from the behavior, hallucinations, unresponsiveness, dealing with 3 different doctors 3 different nurses trying to get medications right, taking her off a medication because of side effects, trying to let that one get out of her system to try a new one. Getting mom into counseling, is it even feasible with her not being able to communicate, which leads to her crying and depression, the therapist is a totally different person from the psychologist who does the meds but they all intermingle with treatment…which also requires the need for a speech therapist who is another person… get where I am going? The shunt pressure in her head can have an overall effect on all of this including the medication but to get that checked mom first has to have a CT Scan that has to be approved by medicare who needs proof of medical necessity before they will approve the procedure which shouldn’t be a problems it just is more paperwork which can only be done by the Director of Nursing whom is on vacation until next week so the day nurse sent her a text letting her know that this needs to be started before we can get Mom in to see her neurosurgeon who will then start the process of getting the procedure to check the pressure in her shunt going so that we can eliminate that as being a contributing factor to her aggressive outbursts… are you tired yet? because I am… I was talking to my sister Doe and really feel like we just need a fulltime person that is dedicated to just keeping track of what is going on with Mom’s treatment and making sure things keep moving… it is frustrating, tiring and scary because we don’t know what we are doing or what to do… We just try to listen to what everyone is saying and take pointers from anyone that is willing to offer them and hope we are on the right path because in the end, it is my Mom and her well being that are the most important things. But on the good side, her thrush seems to be getting better and hopefully we can put her teeth back in soon, it is really hard to feed her pureyed food, especially knowing she has to eat to keep her strength up. I spent a few hours with her yesterday evening, when my Aunts left I had Lu drop off Nono and momo (mother in law) so they could visit with mom, we were still in the dining room when they got there so we wheeled mom into her room and her room mate, Mrs. B was back, she had a daughter that passed away and had been gone for a couple of days, now her and mom have both recently lost a child… It was so sad, I wheeled Mom up to her and they started hugging and kissing eachother and crying, broke my heart…

Today is the Momonater’s birthday, I am so not on top of things, I have to go at lunch to get her presents…I usually have those way ahead of time.. and cards because she LOVES cards… I thought I had a cake mix and didn’t so I was stressing on what I was going to do about the cake… well, let me tell you how God takes care of his people… my lovely wonderful friend Christina just called me from Wal-mart, she is off today and wanted to know what I was doing for baskets…so I told her I bought noah a sand bucket and was going to put grass in it and fill it so at least he could reuse it… well, hello! since it was her fault that I didn’t have the cake mix (bad day and she needed a sweet so I had used the cake mix to make for her) I asked her to pick up the cake mix and make it for me and she is!!! Yippee! So, Happy Birthday to MOMO!!!

signing off for now…God Bless