Another Day Goes By
Thank goodness the headache was gone yesterday. I can't say the same for the cramping tummy, though. I started out OK enough, but Daddy had a bathroom accident, and cleaning him up really unsettled my stomach. I managed pretty well while the cleaning was being done, holding my breath a time or two, but once everything should have been through with, then I started feeling nauseated. I spent the rest of the day with the hot pad on my stomach and abdomen, trying to ease the cramping.
I've checked my blood pressure, too, thinking that might have something to do with how bad I've been feeling. Sometimes it's been too high, like 144 over 80, but most of the time it's been just fine. I keep getting these fleeting feelings of lightheadedness or dizziness, which could just be due to tiredness, since the BP is usually OK.
At least I did accomplish something yesterday afternoon. DH wanted me to go to the house for a couple of hours, just to get away, but I really didn't feel good enough to want to move. So I told him to just pretend I wasn't here, and I'd rest where I was. So, while he took care of Daddy, I did the research and wrote the descriptions for 5 baby toys to put on eBay just as soon as I can get the photographs taken.
I'm looking forward to Francis coming this morning to give me some more time away from Daddy. That should help. If my tummy seems OK after breakfast, I'll go to church. If I'm still uncomfortable, I'll probably just stay home and rest. Whatever I do, being at home or at church and away from the care giving responsibility momentarily will do me good.
Hopefully, I'll feel good enough to get the photos of the toys done, so we'll have some items on auction this week. This should have been our busy time online, but under the circumstances, there was just no way to make that a priority. After all, it's only a hobby, but it's a hobby that gives me a lot of pleasure, and I need that release right now, too. So I have to balance my time and energy to keep myself as calm and relaxed as possible and still be helpful with Daddy. It's not fair to DH for him to end up doing everything, particularly since Daddy is such a pain to deal with most of the time.
If anybody's BP is high, it would be my DH's, who finds himself constantly stifling the urge to come back with an equally sharp remark, after Daddy has said something particularly insensitive or controlling. He's always been that way, although I know he loves me, and for the most part I can let it go in one ear and out the other. But DH is overprotective of me, and Daddy makes him mad now.
I've checked my blood pressure, too, thinking that might have something to do with how bad I've been feeling. Sometimes it's been too high, like 144 over 80, but most of the time it's been just fine. I keep getting these fleeting feelings of lightheadedness or dizziness, which could just be due to tiredness, since the BP is usually OK.
At least I did accomplish something yesterday afternoon. DH wanted me to go to the house for a couple of hours, just to get away, but I really didn't feel good enough to want to move. So I told him to just pretend I wasn't here, and I'd rest where I was. So, while he took care of Daddy, I did the research and wrote the descriptions for 5 baby toys to put on eBay just as soon as I can get the photographs taken.
I'm looking forward to Francis coming this morning to give me some more time away from Daddy. That should help. If my tummy seems OK after breakfast, I'll go to church. If I'm still uncomfortable, I'll probably just stay home and rest. Whatever I do, being at home or at church and away from the care giving responsibility momentarily will do me good.
Hopefully, I'll feel good enough to get the photos of the toys done, so we'll have some items on auction this week. This should have been our busy time online, but under the circumstances, there was just no way to make that a priority. After all, it's only a hobby, but it's a hobby that gives me a lot of pleasure, and I need that release right now, too. So I have to balance my time and energy to keep myself as calm and relaxed as possible and still be helpful with Daddy. It's not fair to DH for him to end up doing everything, particularly since Daddy is such a pain to deal with most of the time.
If anybody's BP is high, it would be my DH's, who finds himself constantly stifling the urge to come back with an equally sharp remark, after Daddy has said something particularly insensitive or controlling. He's always been that way, although I know he loves me, and for the most part I can let it go in one ear and out the other. But DH is overprotective of me, and Daddy makes him mad now.
Labels: blood pressure, care giving, gas, headache, nausea, pain, respite care, stomach, stress, Sunday



4 Comments:
At 12/10/2006 10:49 AM ,
Jackie said...
Glad to hear you have a bit of help and manage to get out on a "date". Not being well you might have to make other plans for your Dad as it isn't good for any of you battling along.
Sometimes it has compensations being totally alone as I do my own thing and when I can't that will just be that.
Sorry to hear about the aches. I am glad that the Tylenol helps you, I don't find it gives me any relief I have to have codeine but thank goodness that is very rarely.
Hoping you have a good week.
At 12/10/2006 1:03 PM ,
Dirty Butter said...
I did enjoy getting out on our date, Jackie. If I have to, I'll end up hiring Francis for more days, but we won't be moving Daddy out of his home if there's any possible way to keep him there.
I'm glad Tylenol does work for me. It didn't used to, but I don't use any pain killers any more, so even the mild ones work.
At 12/10/2006 2:34 PM ,
Marion said...
What surprises me is how my mother can be so sweet and obliging one minute; then turn on me the next!
Guess I will learn, thanks for the book recommendation, DB, hope you're feeling better today.
At 12/10/2006 3:44 PM ,
Dirty Butter said...
I know exactly what you mean, Marion. My Daddy is sugary sweet to all these Hospice people, and sometimes to me. More often than not, though, he acts like my DH and I don't have enough sense to do anything right. And he does NOT have Alzheimer's or dementia. He's been that way for as long as I can remember, but it has gotten worse as he's grown older and crankier.
That's the best book available on dementia, by far, not just by my opinion, but by a lot of people's. By the time Mama was near the end, she was kicking and biting me, and my FIL was swinging anything at us he could get his hands on. It's horrible what it does to the mind.
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