Things aren't looking much better

I am still in Benham and things aren't improving. I made another run to the ER in Hazard with Mother and Daddy yesterday. Daddy was screaming in pain and unable to move. He was so pitiful. I called his Dr. and we decided to take him to another hospital, in case the first one that I took him to a few weeks ago had missed something. Well, the trip was over an hour to the ER. We arrived at 11 am and finally got called in at 7 pm. It was a miserable day. Daddy just kept wanting to lay down somewhere and he got really aggitated. Mother just kept repeating how cute the kiddie furniture was and when were we going to get something to eat. There was a guy in the waiting room that was preaching very loudly and getting on everyone's nerves. Daddy was really getting upset with him and mother just kept repeating "I wish he would shut up" about a million times. Well, we finally got called in and the Dr. just looked at daddy and said the pain was just his dimentia, and gave him a pain pill anyway and sent us on our way. Daddy cannot tolerate narcotics and I told the Dr. this and he was still screaming in pain and fussing and mining coal the whole way home. Mother just repeated about a million times how tall the trees were. It was a totally worthless trip but I cannot stand to hear my daddy yell out in pain. I do not believe the pain is just his dementia, but he cannot take pain medicine. He spent the whole day today in bed. He got up a few times and I fed him and shaved and cleaned him and he went right back to sleep. I just let him sleep because he isn't feeling any pain when he sleeps. It is a bad situation.

Mother just keeps wanting to go home, even though she is home, she does not recognize it. Today she washed the dishes with a bar of soap, so I had to get the dishes all back out and rewash them. Then she sprayed furniture polish all over the glass of the china cabinet and the bathroom mirrors, so I had to redo them too. It is so hard to comprehend that she cannot do the simpliest things. As we were getting close to Benham on the way back from the ER, I told mother to be looking for her house keys....she started opening her lipstick and other stuff looking for the keys. But on the other hand, she can remember that 6 months ago she visited with my aunt and told my aunt to come and see her. Well, the aunt never came and mother fusses about it all the time.

I pray for them constantly and for me.

Tomorrow is another day.

Whew, No One Said It Would Be Easy

Life, that is. Sometimes it gets so hard. Daddy isn't doing good at all. He still complains about his back, although the doctors can't find anything wrong with it. The pain medicine affects his dimentia in a bad way. He can barely walk, we have to feed him, bathe him, etc....He still knows us some of the time, but most of the time he babbles. He has gone down so fast. He sure acts like he had a stroke. Mothers' mind is getting worse by the day. She will not let us out of her sight, follows us around like a dog. If you aren't in the room with her, she looks for you. She can't do much of anything anymore. She tried to wash dishes in Wesson Oil the other day. She cannot pick out her clothes and can barely put them on when you lay them in front of her. We have some big decisions to make in the near future. There are no good answers.

On a positive note, we bought a new camper. We decided on a popup. We always liked popup camping; it is as close to real camping as we can get. A tent off the ground. We bought a Jayco 1007. It is really nice and even has hot water! It is easy to tow and will fit in the small campsites. I just hope that I get a chance to use it!

Paige finally closed on her new house. So, she is very happy and excited, and I am happy and excited for her. I still miss them. They will be here in a few weeks. I sure hope that I can work it out to be here while they are here.

I'm off to Benham again tomorrow for a week or whatever.

Rough Week

Wednesday I woke up with a nasty headache. I had planned on running to Benham and checking on the folks but stayed in bed. That is until noon, when I got a call that Daddy had fallen. His caretaker was headed to the Dr. with him, who decided to send him on for a CT scan at the ER. So, up I get and off to Harlan I go. We spent ALL day at the hospital, but he checked out fine so we went home. His back was hurting, so I went to the drug store and got him a brace. By Thursday, he seemed fine, so I came home Thursday night. Friday he woke up with his back killing him, and he wasn't talking very good and was having mobility issues. We were in the London Walmart and got the call that his Dr. thought that he should go back to the ER in case there was internal bleeding from the bump to his head from the fall. So, I leave a full buggy in the Walmart (sorry walmart) and head to Harlan again. They took a lot of x-rays and ran more test, but all came back good. The Dr. thinks that he must have sprained the muscles in his back when he fell. So, we are at the hospital until 8 pm. and then we just brought them home with us. He is still in a lot of back pain, this could be a long painful road for him. With his dementia he doesn't handle pain at all and it sure adds to his confusion. One day at a time.