Since Monday afternoon, I have been at the hospital, with my mother.
I have been her right hand ever since I can remember. The past 10 years since my father passed, and she was diagnosed with Dementia/Alzheimer’s.
As most of you know, I placed her in a beautiful AFC home this past spring.
Apparently they've diagnosed her with Encephalopathy. Big word for her since it is pretty much taking over is a hallucinating manner.
So now again, I'm in discussions with her primary, a psychologist, and a neurologist. They're talking, and I'm responding like I'm NOT buying land under the bridge that they're trying to sell me!. ALL of her test are normal...so now it's playing with psychotic meds. She's never been a smoker or drinker.
This really takes a toll on a daughter, or son…
Bottom line is, the length of time I've been in her room, or in the lounge, a thought of a smoke break has never entered my mind. And it is confirmed as a proud decision, when I walk out to leave, the amount of individuals taking a break. Do not miss it at all!!
Because I'm a type A individual, the darn snack machine is tempting, so I load up on the celery, carrot sticks and my Kindle for reading.
We all have those gosh awful stressful days, and I am so thankful to this site, those who are in my small group of ‘my heros’.
Hang on, hang on very tight, to your quit journey as it will be one that gives you pride and FREEDOM!