It looks like the room will be available for move-in in September. That will give my sister a chance to get my nephew off to college in August. Perhaps it will be just in time for the Republican National Convention. Mom is sometimes sleeping through the night. Last night she fell out of bed at 3:00AM and my saint of a neighbor Mary came over to help get her back into bed. I put the bed rail up when I got home from work. Hopefully this will be the last of the falls from bed.
Everyone tells me not to mention the impending move to Mom until the day she is dropped off. This is hard for me, but I will follow their advice. They tell me it is going to be hard, probably the hardest thing I will ever do, but it must be done. I hate this disease and the dignity and independence that it has robbed from my mom. She is in distress most of the time; weepy and crying, angry and depressed. And she has every right to be so. I only hope that she can find some peace and joy in her new surroundings.
I'm tired. I had kind of caught up on my sleep. I need a few good nights where I sleep through the night without any interuptions. And guess what? Mom is very incontinent so once again I am trying to get a urine sample. I have no time to pick up the supplies or collect the specimen and drop it off. I need a helper. Desperately. The only indication that it might be a UTI is the fact that she is soiling right through her Depends. Several times per day. Does that indicate a UTI?
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Oh Robyn I'm sorry you are going through this. This disease sucks hard!
As far as the UTI, the only way I can tell with Mom is the urine smells foul. I can't describe it, other than foul.
Sending hugs and strength your way.
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