The Struggle is Real
Tuesday January 28, 2020
Lynne has become increasingly difficult. God love her and God bless me. She no longer knows the cat and dogs names, nor which one is a dog or a cat. I am increasingly irritable. I downloaded the Medicaid application yesterday. I was too frustrated to fill it out on-line. I will get someone who knows forms to help me. This is one of those life altering moments, like when Joe and Molly were born, and Dale was deployed. This step alters all our futures forever. Placing Lynne in an extended living facility is huge. The step is the burden, not Lynne.
I took her to church Sunday, for the first time in a long time, she cooperated with me. I think she enjoyed singing. She certainly enjoyed the hugs and smiles. We went to the Bonifacio's (Tina's as Lynne calls it), just us two. Tina helped Lynne get her food while I went to the bathroom. I sat by her at lunch. Lynne made some off the wall comment about someones' hair. Then there was a comment that Lynne was insulting the woman's hair. I buttered Lynne's bread and asked her to eat so she would not talk. I was told that was not nice. I never said I was nice. I am a loving and caring bitch from way back and unapologetic. I cannot count the number of times I have told my loved ones to eat and not speak. Oh, well, another non-stellar care taking moment.
Lynne has become increasingly difficult. God love her and God bless me. She no longer knows the cat and dogs names, nor which one is a dog or a cat. I am increasingly irritable. I downloaded the Medicaid application yesterday. I was too frustrated to fill it out on-line. I will get someone who knows forms to help me. This is one of those life altering moments, like when Joe and Molly were born, and Dale was deployed. This step alters all our futures forever. Placing Lynne in an extended living facility is huge. The step is the burden, not Lynne.
I took her to church Sunday, for the first time in a long time, she cooperated with me. I think she enjoyed singing. She certainly enjoyed the hugs and smiles. We went to the Bonifacio's (Tina's as Lynne calls it), just us two. Tina helped Lynne get her food while I went to the bathroom. I sat by her at lunch. Lynne made some off the wall comment about someones' hair. Then there was a comment that Lynne was insulting the woman's hair. I buttered Lynne's bread and asked her to eat so she would not talk. I was told that was not nice. I never said I was nice. I am a loving and caring bitch from way back and unapologetic. I cannot count the number of times I have told my loved ones to eat and not speak. Oh, well, another non-stellar care taking moment.
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