Guest guest Posted July 17, 2009 Report Share Posted July 17, 2009 Yes, I feel like such a whiner...*LOL* Today I can barely move. My lower back is in kinks and knots and yet Mom still has to be lifted. And every time we turn around, it's another request...to the recliner, to the bed, to the pot, to the bed, to the pot, to the recliner, to the wheelchair (NO!). We are having to watch her from the time she wakes up until she and Dad go to bed. Someone has to be in the room with her at all times. Yesterday I was in my room, getting dressed, and Dad went to the bathroom. The doorbell rang, and I quickly pulled on my shirt and as I walked into the living room to answer the bell, there was Mom on the floor, unconscious or in one of her fugue states...not quite sure which it was. She had taken the opportunity while Dad was out of the room to try and get up and walk. She " came to " when she heard her friend Ellen's voice (the visitors), and I banged on the bathroom door to get Dad to help me. It took three of us to get her up off the floor and into her chair. I'm having to take more and more Aleve to try to get the back pain under control...along with shoulders, arms, neck... I'm so damned depressed I want to just run as far away as possible, and it seems that Dad is taking full advantage of the fact that I'm here to lie back and let me take care of HIM also! When he's not overmedicating himself on pain meds for HIS back pain (Lortabs and Neurontin), he's crying and sobbing and praying loudly for God to heal Mom... I'm at my wit's end. I don't know how much more of this I can handle. But if I leave now, what will happen to them? I'm held hostage here in the house 24/7, never knowing what will happen if I leave... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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