Ok, I haven't been to sleep in over 24 hours, I just CANT fall asleep.
The stress of everything in my life, is crazy........
The City that my husband works for, over 19 years, is on the verge of filing for bankruptcy. We need to decide, should he stay, in hopes that it gets better over the next few years. Or should he get out now, why he hopefully has a few years left to establish himself somewhere else?
He has a 13 year old son that lives in the area we live in.....
We could try to sta
Ok,
We're doing it! I'm taking my father to FL. I've come up with this brilliant plan. The two of us are going to sit down and make a chart of all the things he needs to do each day, from beginning to end.... something that we both agree on. Then we're off to FL for 30 days, no more no less.......... We will mark the chart daily each and every day, after 30 days he must beable to be 80% independent, if he is, then I will work for him to beable to stay in FL, if not he will return here
Funny how your parents become your children....................
My father lays here sleep and looks so very peaceful, it's almost a shame to wake him up to get this day started, as I know he will be unhappy.
The stress of the mental part of being a caregiver is far more hard than any of the physical stuff.
He says he is not bothering anyone, yet some how he cant remember how rude it is not to talk to people when they enter a room or speak to you. It's like he is just trying to make things miserable for everyone.
Yesterday he did the only thing he knows how to show love, he offered to buy me off, LOL, to let him go home. I desperately need my roof fixed. He's is going to tell me, "when we get to FL I will write you a check to bring back with you to get your roof fixed, for taking care of me".
Another Day of my father being miserable, and not wanting to be here.
Another Day of me bathing him,
Another Day of cooking his meals, and serving them, in front of the "big screen".
Another Day of my father not accepting any of this.
Another Day of me washing his laundry, making his bed, dressing him.
Another Day of not being appreciated, to the point of being hated.
Another Day of my father being miserable, and not wanting to be here.
