I didn't get to write yesterday, it was a challenging day. I sometimes wonder if people think that caring for Mom is a daily whirl of sitting around, eating bon-bons and watching t.v. all day? So not true.

Yesterday there were at least 10 phone calls from her different members of her Hospice Support team, including meds delivery, and stool sample pick up. Most people call for a heads up and then for directions because they get lost. I call a few people myself, including my sister and brother. I dress Mom except on the days a nursing aid comes to shower her. I toilet her and make sure she has something to eat and drink. I also have birds, horses, a dog and a cat. Every now and again, I complete a piece of jewelry to sell and finish a book and so on. Without my husband, none of this could be done. He is a great partner and co-caregiver.


Yesterday was a really good day until about 3 when Mom got sick again, losing everything she ate and becoming so weak she had to go to bed again for a 2 and a half rest. "Everything" she ate probably amounts to a couple of tablespoons of yogurt, a quarter piece of thin sliced bread and whatever I could get her to drink. Gone are the days of 160 pounds, my Mom now weighs somewhere in the 80's. Tomorrow I will get back to the saga of how it began...for now, this was yesterday