I visited with my aunt today and saw my grandma. She's so frail looking. According to my aunt she hasn't been drinking anything , although she did have some ensure while I was there. I had been hoping that Grandma would be aware I was there but she wasn't. I held her hand and my aunt and I talked some and then we went back to the living room.
I have been worried that my aunt has been so wrapped up in being a caretaker that when Grandma does die it will be hard for her to have the freedom etc. But she has plans for the "next phase" of her life and told me about her plans to renovate her place and get new furniture and to hopefully be able to travel . She was happy and upbeat about it. She wouldn't be doing this alone she has a ...special man in her life.
That's good she's prepared. I couldn't allow myself to think of my mom's death so I was a little unprepared. The guilt I felt at enjoying my sudden freedom was unexpected.
But she has plans for the "next phase" of her life and told me about her plans to renovate her place and get new furniture and to hopefully be able to travel . She was happy and upbeat about it. She wouldn't be doing this alone she has a ...special man in her life.
Good for her. It a lot to Care for another. Glad she has plans and will also care for herself.
I'm watching a new (to me) procedural out of Australia (Halifax: Retribution on PBS) and one of the main characters has a late teen-early twenties daughter who looks so much like Matilda it's messing with my head.
I'm glad you got to see your grandmother, askye. It is good that your aunt is looking forward. One of the biggest grief issues for caregivers is the feeling of not being needed anymore and preparing for that is huge.
Is it wrong that when I heard about the death of General Powell that my first thought was at least I didn't have to hear nothing except Senators Manchin and Sinema news for a day?
That's better than my first thought, Laura, which was: why couldn't it have been Trump instead?
Right there with you, Tep. My first thought was: "Really, Walter Reed? You saved TFG, and you couldn't save Powell?"
Laura, I've had the news off for the last couple of days, because it was really doing in my head. I can't say I feel that much better, but the worsening has stopped. I can't keep being so mad at people and things I can't change.
I am rickety too. The mask somehow makes it so I have no depth perception at all, and I already had poor depth perception.
Sophia, I feel you. The first time I wore a mask I discovered in the face-plant-on-the-sidewalk way that peripheral vision isn't just to the sides and that I look at the ground more than I realized.
Any other fully-hearing person discover just how much they read lips to understand what people are saying?
My doctor and I were just talking about how the mask messes with your vision, as he had to help me step down from the table. I got progressives a year ago, which makes it even worse for me.
