Mom is a little worse now than before. She is losing it mentally again. She can't tell days from nights, and for whatever reason she simply doesn't read anything. She takes medication in the pill holder for whichever day and whichever time and doesn't check to see what day or time it actually IS before she takes it. I've started pulling out the correct day's meds (this pill box allows me to pull out one day - AM/PM - at a time) and leaving them on her calendar to help, but I doubt it will do much good. Her pain meds are still unmonitored and she won't let me control them. She gets violent and angry when I suggest more help is needed. She skipped a whole day's meds on Tuesday because I have a horrible cold and didn't take out that day for her (I regret that I was largely unconscious), and she never thought about it.
Her weight is steady at about 98 lbs, but slowly losing weight over time. She is eating a lot of english muffins, mashed potatoes and roast beef dips. At least the meat has protein. The doctor told her she could drive again if she gains 30 pounds, so at least she has a goal.
She went shopping with my boyfriend and I last week and it had been so long since she shopped herself that she went on a spending spree trying to figure out what else she can buy. If we can get her out of the house and enjoying herself, I think it would go a long way, but right now I'm sick, and nobody is around to help her. I lost my job (again), so I'm at home until I find another one, but that means I'm either looking for a job or working at one, and that means days are long and lonely for her. I wish there was something more I could do to get her out. I wish there was somewhere for her to go with people who care for her and would spend time with her. It makes her so much happier (and so much more pleasant to deal with) when she isn't cooped up in this house day after day.
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