I thought I'd make an entry while I was momentarily feeling well enough to do so. Wow, this bronchial/bacterial infection has really been miserable. Most of the time I have been too ill to even sit up. But the Z-Pac they gave me for an antibiotioc, as well as the cough medicine, and steriods (yuck, a weight gainer) for asthma, should fix me up within about a week. I can't wait. I guess I am a baby but when you are going through it, you feel like you are going to die, and like it will NEVER end, lol.
So, I just got back from Ohio and helping John's Mom. She really needed it. She was so frail. We were really shocked when we saw her. She is 5'7" but looked about 90 lbs. She could not put on her own shoes, get dressed, cook for herself, pull out the chair for herself, nor even feed herself too well. I wonder what she had been doing before we got there. I think her husband had been helping her before he became deceased.
Before John and I left we got her all kinds of services. We got somebody to come out and stay with her just about everyday of the week. We got her a greif counselor, a senior companion, help with cleaning, help with bills, help with packing (she is going to stay with John's sister eventually), one of the buttons to wear around your neck if you fall). Okay, I can't remember if there was anything else but I was pretty satisfied. Because this was for a woman who always resisted ANY kind of help. And the services were free! Oh yes, we got her free transportation to doctor's appointments and such!
At any rate, all of this was very tiring to do. So was being a full time home health care aide. She woke up at three thirty in the morning so I had to get up at three thirty in the morning. Because she would often need my help with something. She had fallen just a couple of days before. That is something else we did. Took her to get x-rays to see if she had broken anything! Anyway, I stray. I was getting up at 3:30 am and going to bed at 12:30 am. With some catnaps during the day. Very poor idea for a bipolar. I need to take care of myself also. That is probably why I got sick when I got back. My immune system held it together because it was necessary when I was there and then I just collapsed.
Well, this entry is getting to long already and I am beginning to feel feverish. If you don't hear from me in a few days it is because I am still under the weather. We shall see. Pray for me and I will pray for you. Love, Krissy