We came home last Tuesday! It has been a good week with lots of nice "We are home!" thoughts. A few changes have altered the dynamic of where we were before. Isn't it strange with sicknesses that we often think about our current situation as truly awful, then something new looms frightening and "other"... and we long for that past time when it was "not as bad."
I have hired a nurse to care give every day Monday through Friday. So far I have also "care gived" during those hours, but I will loosen my reins after a bit and truly take a break! I hope so, anyway.
Everyone says I need to take some time for myself, but I am not in dire need physically... just a lot frazzled and forlorn.
It is truly sad to lose a parent to mental decline. Mom comes and goes in that way, but she told me last night she was like the girl in the nursery rhyme: "When she was good, she was very very good, but when she was bad... SHE WAS HORRID."
Whimsy and Hugs!