I left for a few days to attend a wedding last week, during which time, Ms. J took a turn for the worst. She is currently bed-ridden, because each time we move her, she cheyne-stokes and her heart stops. (!)
So...we are now to the point of check-and-change with the Depends, and move her only so her bedsores heal up.
She just asked us to wash her hair, though...so she's still in there, all right.:)
The nurse just came to visit and thinks that we only have days. I guess the Doc may have been right when she said that we had two months, back in February. I sure don't know. I guess Ms. J is holding on for something or to something and isn't ready just yet. Was it for me to come back? For Dad to come home? He'll be back tonight, so we'll see.
Please keep her and the family in your thoughts and prayers.
About Me
- Miss R
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- Somewhere in the past year, I unexpectedly found myself in the role of caregiver for my Grandmother, Ms. J. Nothing in my life has prepared me for this experience, and each day I find myself learning something new about myself, my grandmother, the health system, and humanity in general. I hope that my lessons can be your lessons too, and that something in my experience will resonate with you, the reader. Why move toes? Read on to find out.
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