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.
Marijane,
ReplyDeleteYou know, as I know , that things aren't gonna get any better....only worse. I will pray for you as well as them. I commit to that.
As you well know, when I went through that, I was in an especially stressful time in my life. It is only by the grace of God that we can endure the pain our Moma and Daddy have to go through before they die. We can only pray for grace and mercy. We ARE HELPLESS TO HELP THEM....The ones who gave us everything....We end up feeling sooo inept.
I promise you, I will commit to keep you in my prayers, because no one can really understand!!
Love,