Today I gave my mom a bath, fixed her hair, dressed her, and she decides she has to go to the bathroom after shes completely dressed..so clothes back off, another bath... new set of clothes so now I have got her in the car......she says why didn't you give me any lotion..? Not thank you..but where's my lotion....and when. It was time forme to sshower and all that good stuff I was rushed through it , literally cars honking for me kind of rushed not to mention I'm on my cycle.. so Uggh I was just so peeved by the whole day so yeah back to it, while we were out I got to go absolutely nowhere that I wanted to go...uugggh just wanted to tell someone how crappy my day was...what happened to you guys today....caregivers have it the worst sometimes not my worst day but I'm just aggravated today...
My dear dad had a saying, "All days are good. Some are better than others." It's not always easy looking for the small things to be thankful for, but they are there if we look hard enough.
I'm visiting my mom at her AL with my 16 year old son tomorrow so it will be easy to bring our little dog along with us. He, (the son, not the dog) just got his first car last weekend. It's a 17 year old Mustang convertible. Might just have to put the top down if it hits 50 degrees like we're promised. That will be a good tomorrow!
Glad to hear you'll be getting your husband's SS. Hope you and your mom have some quality time together.
Good to hear from you, Sarah. When are you moving out? Other than a bad day, are things going better for you now?
GeraldL, and least you have broken the code. Good thing = Mother's, Bad thing = Gerald's. That should simplify life.
Capn, pull the curtain. You only need one source for shitty looks per day!
I had a pretty good day myself. The highlight was getting a certified marriage certificate from South Dakota (we got married in a gas station in Sisseton -- you expect more from standard) so I can now apply for my husband's social security benefit. The low point was hearing from my sister that there has been a death in her husband's family and she needs me to take our mother for two days. (I enjoy having my mother, but the SS is only going to cover my mortgage. Somehow I have to work to cover my groceries!)
I think that all of us who survive caregiving with our sanity more or less intact have certainly learned to take the bad days with the less bad days.
Here's to a good tomorrow!