Everyone tells me not to forget to take care of me. But most don't offer to give me a break, so I can do just that. Mother's day weekend, my brother was able to stay with mother, so I could take a break. My sister-in-love treated me to dinner. I really enjoyed it, but the night didn't end well once I got home. Although my brother was with mother, and she was exhausted, she wouldn't go to bed until I got back because she was worried about me, being out and it was at night. Then she had the nerve to be upset with me, but still having a lot of confusion going on in her head, due to tireness. Of course she did not remember the next morning, but she was off and on for the entire day.
Fast forward to a week later, I notice a changed in my mother. She started a new medication the Sunday before Mother's day, and the change is in a positive direction. We had four better days and the day before yesterday was not the best. I am thankful for every day, but to have four good days, we haven't had that since she was diagnosed with Dementia. Prayerfully the more days with the new medication, the more good days we will have that are good. Keep in mind, when I say good, it is minimum hallucinations and confusion. Not fighting with her to take the medication. The problem with the medication before all of this, my mother was only taking one prescription and two vitamins at 93 years old. Now we added three medications, and to be honest it isn't much for all of them, but one, is low doze. So she is doing good for her age.
What I'm most thankful for is, I can sleep at night. Just wish I could get in my normal 8 to 10 hours. 😁
Praying for better days...
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