We’re getting into something of a routine around here, so things are beginning to settle down. DH has been coming up each morning and helping in any way he can, as I get Daddy up and dressed, and we get breakfast going. Hospice has left the wheelchair, a bedside table, an emergency oxygen tank, and one of those oxygen maker machines that plugs in, for when we eventually need it. The bath lady comes out today, too. And his medicine should be coming via FedEx today, also.
We’re taking turns going home for a few hours during the day, so I can take care of our Internet business and get packages ready to ship. And I can play with our cat for a bit, too. We live right down the street, so it’s not that big a deal.
With all that settling down, my PD symptoms have come under control again, I’m happy to say. My only continuing problem is the lack of sleep, and I’ve given that long enough to get under control naturally. I’m calling the Neurologist today and see what he can prescribe, as I can’t possibly continue at this rate indefinitely.
DH scrubbed and mopped the kitchen floor and brought our good vacuum cleaner up here last night, so we could give the carpets a good cleaning, too. We’ve got the time to do it, so we’ll gradually get the house cleaned up. We’ve had to neglect it this last year, what with our daughter being in the hospital so much and then me being so sick. Daddy has always vetoed any suggestions at paying someone to come in and clean. Because he’s blind, he really doesn’t like strangers in the house, and I can understand that.
I’m not sure yet if we’ll try to find some part time help to give us a day off or two, since Daddy is so uncomfortable with that. It really depends on how much we need it. We have to take care of ourselves, too, and time away from all this is part of that process.