A day in the life of a caregiver
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Had to help him go upstairs. This is a long, slow process on his bad days (like today) he has to go up one stair at a time on his butt. No, we don’t have a lift of any sort and no, there’s no bedroom on the first floor.
Had to get a neighbor to help get him from the top of the stairs to his bed. I’d run out of gas by then. Thank you Susan.
The rest of the day consisted of running up and down stairs every five minutes to either empty his pee bottle or help him with something else.
It’s been a two laundry load day, he misses his bottle once in a while–which means going up and down the cellar steps and up and down the stairs to the second floor.
In and out with the dogs all day.
No sooner would my butt hit a chair when He’d holler for me again.
Hotter than blue blazes outside but I did manage to fill three garbage barrels with trimmings from the magnolia tree. Wish someone would come by with a chain saw and some energy, there are some larger branches that need removing.
Still need to find someone who can work with cement and fix the porch before winter.
Once I did get a chance to sit down, I browsed houses for sale on the Alabama coast…
Time to open a bottle of wine…