Mom & Me One Archive: 2002-2003
The definitive, eccentric journal of an unlikely caregiver.
As of 1/18/04 this journal continues at The Mom & Me Journals dot Net.

7 minute Audio Introduction to The Mom & Me Journals

My purpose in establishing and maintaining this journal
is to undermine the isolation of the caregiving experience
by offering all, especially our loved ones, a window into our lives.
As I post to this journal I think of our loved ones and their families,
how busy and involved we all are, and that,
if and when they come to this site they can be assured
that they will miss nothing in our lives and will, thereby, recognize us
and relax easily into our arms and our routines
when we are again face to face.

Legend of Journal Abbreviations
 APF = A Prescott Friend (generic) 
 DU = Dead Uncle 
 LTF = Long Time Friend a.k.a: 
   MFASRF = My Fucking Anal San Rafael Friend 
 MA = Mom's Accountant 
 MCF = My Chandler Friend(s) 
 MCS = My Colorado Sister 
 MDL = My Dead Lover 
 MFLNF = My Former Lover Now Friend 
 MLDL = My Long Distance Lover 
 MFA = Mom's Financial Advisor 
 MFS = My Florida Sister 
 MPBIL = My Phoenix Brother-in-Law 
 MPF = My Phoenix Friend (generic) 
 MPNC = My Phoenix NieCe 
 MPNP = My Phoenix NePhew 
 MPS = My Phoenix Sister 
 MS = Mom's Sister 
 MTNDN = My Treasured Next Door Neighor 
 OCC = Our Construction Company 
Sunday, August 31, 2003
 
Am I recognizing the signs?
    I think I made a mistake, and I think I might be making another mistake, I'm not sure. A few hours after her breakfast I let Mom go back to bed. I had started doing some cleaning around here, nothing major, and invited her to help me. Although she wasn't into it she moved around some but kept dropping things, sitting down, saying she was tired. I gave in, I let her lie down. I wasn't thinking much of it.
    Now, I'm angry at myself for letting her do this. She is even more dehydrated than she was this morning. I had to stick her 4 times to take her blood glucose level. Her blood sugar is up to 140. I think, what I'm noticing, is the creeping of the metformin lethargy. I'm wondering if giving her metformin, even in circumscribed, circumspect doses is a good idea. I'm going to get her moving around, now. Become The Water Tyrant. I hate doing that and I tell her she is capable of monitoring her own water consumption, but secretly I am thinking she's not.
    Well, up and out. I'm going to try to see to it that I don't feel the temptation to give her metformin tonight. It's just too easy to give her that stuff and then not notice when it slowly sucks the life out of her.
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