Mother's Day

Jim is back home and that is good for a lot of reasons. I hope all of the mother's out there are having a great Mother's Day.

Roz

Jim update.

I called the patient advocate this morning and told her that I did not appreciate the way I was treated yesterday. I understand the ER not wanting to have interfering family. That is not my job. My job is to inform them of the medications that I might have just given him and what I have observed. When anyone is in pain they often are not able to explain things very well. I know Jim better than anyone. My job is to inform, support, calm him, and too understand what needs to be done. I do not appreciate some nurse asking him if he wants me there, after he has asked for me several times. I didn't know that he had asked for me. So I came home knowing nothing and wondering what the hell was going on. Too many of these guys have no one. Stop running the wives off who are welling to help.

I saw him today and he is much better. We will see what needs to be done here in the next few days.
Roz

Jim

Jim came home from his radiation treatsments yesterday in a lot of pain. So much pain that we made our way out too the ER at the VA. He is now in the Intensive care unit. He insisted that I go home to rest last night. I sure didn't get much rest as sleep was not going to come. I called this morning and they told me that his pain is under control. I didn't get to speak too him, but they said they would tell him I called.

So what happens now? I have no idea.

Roz

Younger son.

As if my life is not crazy enough. My younger son called this morning sounding more strange than usual. He is the one with a mental illness. I thought things were not going right so I called the home he is living in. They were already calling the doctor and trying to find out what to do about him. He also started to say things about killing himself. So now he is over at the ER being evaluated. This could mean a stay in the hospital until we can get him back on the right track. Thank God I have these people working with my son. They have taken a lot off of my shoulders by doing the right things for him. We will see what happens at the end of the day.

I do get some what cranky with things. Things will turn around I am sure. Than I can relax a bit.

Roz

The VA

We spent most of the afternoon at the VA yesterday. Jim's blood pressure was way too low. He was told by the doctor at Reserch that it could be the medication he is taking for the prostrate. Needless to say we spent a lot of hours not getting anything done. They did say they would try to send us a new blood pressure cuff. The one we have keeps showing error error on it and I have changed the batteries. It still doesn't work right.

Good thing that I got so much done yesterday morning. Today I am just tired as I had one of those nights of mine. I tripped and fell again the other day and I am feeling the effects. I just got too learn to pick up my feet. Then again the dog next door jumping up and growling right next too me. Might have had something to do with my falling down. He surprised me.

Roz

Better today.

I have decided to get over my mad about things and just get on with things. It takes me awhile sometimes to adjust to new circumstances. Poor Jim listens to me and tries to make me slow down and take one thing at a time. The doctors are surprised that he has done so well with all of these different illness. They just don't understand why he isn't dead yet. I know, but most people wouldn't understand. He is a determind soul. He stays for me.

Need to get going the birds are screaming that they are hunger and need my attention. Could someone tell me how to keep them from pooping in their water. yuk. I hate cleaning the water dishes.

Roz

Snowed under.

I feel over whelmed by all that I have to get done. I also am pretty sore from trying to get things done. When you are my age cleaning gutters, planting flowers, cleaning the house and all of the other things one must get done is hard. I now realize just how much Jim did and trying to do both our jobs is hard. He is trying to do more too help. Which fills me full of guilt for not being able to take care of all of these things. I would pay someone to do some of this stuff, but Jim has his pride. So here I am.

The young guy across the street came over and mowed the front lawn and bank for us. I was so relieved because that is a very steep bank. I have too keep telling myself one thing at a time. You can only do one thing at a time.

Roz