Monday, August 22, 2011

Okay God, You have my attention....


What a dang-blasted, stressful week this has been!  It's been one of those weeks when I keep asking "what else could go wrong?" and God, in His sense of humor, keeps showing me what else could go wrong....

First off, I have to say a great BIG thank you to all of my sweet on-line friends who took the time to write me such sweet, encouraging notes of comfort and offers to let me vent.  Ya'all are treasured more than you could ever imagine!  Just knowing that other people care and pray and understand and think of my mom and me makes a world of difference!
Okay, here we go.... I've learned that my mom is in sort of a "donut hole" when it comes to medical care.  She has long-term care insurance, but PROVING that she NEEDS long-term care is proving to be head-banging impossible!  She has been diagnosed with dementia and congestive heart failure and kidney failure, but apparently, that's not enough for the long-term care folks.  I can't tell you how often I've had to literally sleep with one ear open so that I can hear the medicine cabinet door open (she goes in search of pain pills or pills that she's sure she's forgotten to take,,,I'm sure she hasn't).  The pills have been hidden away along with the car keys.  She can barely stand up without getting dizzy and short of breath - I can't imagine what she'd do behind the wheel of a car...so I'm making sure that WON'T happen.  She's given me holy heck for "hiding" her pills and keys, but I have to do what I can to try and keep her safe.
Then...On Friday night, our little sweetie fur baby had a seizure.  She seemed to recover okay, but we watched her closely through the night on Friday.  When she woke up on Saturday, she had a stroke!  She had no control of any of her legs, her head lolled to one side, her tongue hung out one side of her mouth and her eyes wouldn't focus correctly.  We'd call her name and she'd try to look around but she couldn't focus in the right direction.  She'd try to walk, but her feet would go out from under her...to say we were terrified is an under-statement!  We were in a strange town and needed a skilled vet!  We were so blessed to find the sweetest, most patient, skilled vet in the world right in this little town!  Dr. S. was great!  She gave our sweetie a very thorough going-over!  Her theory is that the dog might have licked one of my mom's flowers which may have had fertilizer on it.  (My mom has a HUGE yard that has LOTS of flowers!).  Her second theory (which she said was less likely, but still possible, is that the dog picked up on our stress level and stressed herself out).  Long story short, after an I.V. and careful watching, our fur baby seems to be getting back to her happy, attention-demanding self!  We are so grateful on soooooo many levels.  I just can't imagine what would have happened to us if we would have lost our baby in the middle of all the rest of the mess we find ourselves in.  Who could not love this little face????
We're also a little also concerned about Hurricane Irene...we live right on the beach and if it gets a little too close to the coast of Florida, I'm not sure what we're going to do...

Anyway, it's been a bad/good week.  We still don't know what we're going to do with my mom, but my fur baby is going to be okay and around to beg us for treats for hopefully a long time!  We're praying that the hurricane heads off to sea and doesn't affect anyone anywhere!  I know that the people in the Bahama's are in the target - I pray that they stay safe and suffer only minimal, easily-repairable damage.

Again, bless you all and thanks for all the love and support!!!

I "cherish" each one of you!!!!

Hugs,
*Sharon




















Monday, August 15, 2011

Trying to adjust....


Well, I made it to my mom's.  I was really hoping that she would allow me to be a blessing to her and give her the help that she needs...unfortunately, it's just not working out that way.

When I got here, she was in the hospital because she had let her blood sugar levels go over 700.  (normal is between 80-120, from what I understand).  She's diabetic.  When she was in the hospital, she was combative and confused and to quote a nurse, one of her more "difficult" patients in recent memory.  When mom came home, upon discharge, the Dr.'s noted that she had issues with confusion.  What we thought was alzheimers is really dimentia.  Unfortunately, caring for my mom is becoming more and more difficult by the day.  Her Physical Therapist came by the house today and told her that he could only help her as much as she would let him.  She was very stubborn with him and on the way out, he told me that I should put some sort of warning notice sign on our lawn.  LOL.  We've hit the point where, in my mom's eyes, I'm doing nothing right and I'm just making her life difficult.  She's having trouble with remembering when (or if) she's taken her medicine and gets obstinate with me when I try to help her.
Being honest, the stress is really weighing on me...I'm just praying, praying, praying at this point.  At her appointment this morning, she actually apologized to the Dr. because I'm so "ugly".  Argh!  Her Dr.'s are working on a plan for her care for both the short-term and the possible long-term and I'm just waiting for the cavalry to show up.  (BTW, there is no cavalry...I just keep hoping!)  LOL

I haven't had any time at all to stitch, but I'm REALLY hoping that soon (VERY SOON!!!!), I'll be able to relieve some stress and put thread to fabric.

In the meantime, I'm trying to hang in there and realize that this is just a horrible disease with horrible consequences.

I'd really appreciate any love, thoughts or prayers you could send our way!

I'm "cherishing" being here to help my mom, whether it seems like I'm really "helping" or not....

*Sharon







Tuesday, August 02, 2011

You knew I just had to do it!

A tip 'o the hat from the cutest not-so-little tennis player in our family!!!  Plus, a pic of our ever-growing trophy shelf!  Win or lose, this sweet fellow is a keeper!!!  :)
I *cherish* this little sweetie more than life itself.  I'm so blessed to be his Mama!!

*Sharon

August - TUSAL

This should be called my "totally pitiful stitch-a-long" instead of "totally useless stitch-a-long".  Gotta love  Daffycat! I've put in a few stitches here and there but not nearly as many as I would've liked.  Now, if you wanted to see our tennis ball hopper(s) - (yes, we have more than one), I think you'd be pretty impressed with the amount of little yellow bouncy balls we've collected.  Not so much happening on the stitching front - but, someday, my needles may start smokin' again!
Our not-so-little fellow has been burning through tournaments this season!  I have quite a few trophy shots to post of him, hopefully in the not-too-distant future!  :)

My mom's heath is rapidly declining again, so I'm off to care for her as best I can.  I'll be doing the next few blogging bits from her home.

In the meantime, keep hugging those loved ones, keep those stitches crossing, the tennis balls bouncing, and most important of all - keep "cherishing" each and every moment of the ride!

Hugs,
*Sharon