By reason of default, and certainly not by qualification, I have been put in charge of weighing R every day, and trying to determine if he should take some Lasix each day, based on loose guidelines that one of the doctors has given me. It is not a position that I would have willingly taken on because it is such a serious thing, and it weighs heavy with worry on my mind. We are in a holding pattern right now, with bits of progress in some areas, and I hold breath and pray that he can at least maintain where he is right now, with his foot and leg slowly healing, but healing, and that he can continue to just go forward without more serious kidney issues or falls until he has regained significantly more strength. Every day is such a huge challenge for him.
The daily chores, along with the nursing thrown in for good measure, leave little time for me to even think about how I'm doing---physically or mentally. I fall into bed each night, exhausted to my soul, knowing I've done the best I could this day, and fitfully and fretfully try to get enough sleep for the challenges ahead in the coming day.
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I just went back and read your few post. So sorry you are in this position with dealing with medical problems with your spouse - and living in an isolated area can make it very scary I'm sure. Autoimmune diseases can be very hard to diagnose and treated. Once they get under control it is so much easier to manage but then R needs surgery too - I hope you have some moral support of some kind - even if that means sitting down once in awhile and picking up your sewing. Wishing you all good luck with this.
Karen-Quilts...etc. I'm so lucky that I do have a lot of moral support. The one thing that delights me right now is that I have this new laptop, and after such a long time without one, it's wonderful to be able to sit for a few minutes and catch up on what all of my quilty friends have been doing over the last year! :D It just removes my mind for a bit from the actual work of the caregiver. :)
I wish I were there to listen to his lungs and evaluate his status and weight each day. Love you, dear Angie, and my heart is with you!!!
Keeping thoughts of you close to my heart, Angie. Doing your best is just enough to manage in a day. Remember to be gentle with yourself and slip the self care in wherever you can. xo
I just made a new acquaintance who is fighting an auto-immune disorder, bravely. She has greatly improved, so keep the faith. Music that you both like is a small way to move toward healing.
Continuing to keep you in my prayers. Care giving is exhausting--I am glad to hear that you have good moral support.
I just happened upon your blog and I enjoyed reading some of your old posts. I'm drooling over your recipes. I can understand a bit about the burden of caregiving. One of the most frustrating parts for me was being too tired, mentally and physically, to spend some time sewing like I used to be able to do. It helped to focus on hand piecing, literally one piece at a time and each tiny seam I sewed was a small victory. I hope your husband heals, even if it is slowly. I wish I could give you a hug and sit and sew a bit with you.
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