Shortly after I wrote the last entry, I had to come to the very hard decision to allow trained professionals to take care of my mother, a nursing home! It was so hard to accept and mom is still having a hard time accepting where she now lives. We found a very nice, small facility close to our home so we can visit often. The staff there have fallen in love with mom. She really is a sweet old lady. Everyone there assures me that in time mom will settle down, make friends, and enter into the daily goings on around the center. I am praying and waiting for that day.
I am still going to physical therapy for my shoulder, and the therapist is still causing me PAIN! There are enough exercises for me to do, that I am there for two hours, three times a week. I come home and drop! But, I know if I did not go there, I would become slack in doing the exercises here at home and my arm would suffer.
I am trying to reclaim my house from all the "spreading" Stephanie and Kara have done since they returned. They have a portion of the living room as their bedroom and a portion for Kara's toys. That leaves very little for us to have a seating area for watching tv. The dining room is their closet and they have a lot of stuff in it. So, this past week, Harry and I started clearing mom's old room (I hate to admit she will not be able to come back home) and moving her bed so Stephanie could get her bedroom moved in. Steph has a lot of stuff and I am putting my foot down on where her stuff will live! Find a place in your room or throw it away!!!
Today, we did some cleaning of our room and the living room and I am tired, but a good tired. A tired that lets you know you accomplished something. Still a long way to go, but the house looks a little better.
Kara started back to school this past week and we are back in the "school mode". Up at 6:15 am, starting the coffee and preparing for Kara to wake up. Getting her dressed, fed, and lunch made is my morning routine and while she is doing bathroom stuff, I get dressed and then drive her to school. Harry gets to go in the afternoon to pick her up. It gives him time to spend with her before she gets home and is distracted with other things. I try to get her to do her homework early but that doesn't always work out.
Once Stephanie gets home from work, I am no longer the one in charge so I get to sit back and bite my tongue when I see things that need to be done and no one doing it; like homework, baths, dinner, bed at a reasonable time, etc. I could complain more, but...
As much as I hated having to move mom to the Care Center, I have been able to return to meeting with the saints on Sunday mornings. Over the past several months, I have had faithful sisters calling me for fellowship and Harry and I have enjoyed our morning time with the Lord, but I really missed the "face to face" with the saints here, so to be back in the meetings is wonderful. I try to share with mom the enjoyment from the meetings, and she seems to enjoy the sharing.
My arm is getting tired, so I am signing off for now...
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