A sick caregiver...Christmas Eve & Christmas
I got off work at 6P on Christmas eve. My plan was to rush and pick William up and attend the Christmas Eve service at church. But, Oh, Boy, was I sick. I just didn't have any energy left to try to go to church. It was damp and cold out, William was not dressed. Everything told me to just stay home and recuperate.
William was understanding. He was dissapointed he had been dreaming of attending this particular service all month. I have been so fortunate..Not so much as a sniffle for the last 3 years. I guess it was about time for the bug to catch me.
I made some tea and had dinner and sat down to vegetate in front of the TV.
This was going to be a very quite Christmas with just William and me. My son would not be joining us this year. That actually worked out well. I needed the day to just sleep and rest and drink plenty of fluids. I did manage to cook a roast and roasted some veggie. Neither of us were very hungry.
I am afraid that I would spread my cold to William. He got a little cough.
Being a caregiver that is not feeling well and having to care for somebody is not fun. I get angry with William and tell him that he cannot be so demanding. I am afterall not feeling well and must take care of myself...so that I can take care of him.
Who knows how much he understands.?? I think that he just forgets quickly.
He wants me to take him to the movie. War Horse. I am still debating in my mind. Should I do that tomorrow. but, I have PT scheduled and I still do not feel great.
perhaps I will take him Friday. i should feel better by Friday. I do have the rest of the week off.
Being sick is the pits. There is just so much to do.
Ruth
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