Old people need to be touched.....

I woke up this morning thinking how much I miss the Hubby. I miss being touched, holding hands, just basic touches.
Which made me realize how little my mom is touched daily, weekly...
Doctor appointments don't count as touches.
Hair appointments don't count as touches.
Caregiver touches really don't count because they are not a loved one.
Is lack of touching one of the causes of depression? I know it affect me when I am alone for a week.
It  must  be so much worse for someone who is now alone, without their spouse to touch them and hold them daily.
My goal is touch my mom daily on purpose... To give her a hug...
An experiment to see how personal daily touch affects her. I'm expecting good things from this....
Stay tuned....

Oh Doris..... Granny wobbles and she does fall down....

So Granny fell 2 wks ago. She's been in a lot of pain. We went to her primary doctor after the er visit. (Thursday) She upped her pain meds, ordered new xrays. Off to the hospital we go. As I pull up the valet (love that man whoever he is) comes out with a wheelchair, wheels her in, and then parks my car...
We get her registered head up to radiology. Whoever built the ramp or whatever it is called to radiology must had been sleeping that day, it is uphill... Yes uphill pushing Granny. She's not a huge woman but she's not featherweight either.... I had hurt my knee the week she fell & had been babying it. Pushing her I felt a twang.. Not a good twang either. Back to Granny...
Her wheelchair wouldn't fit thru the doorway into the xray area.... The girl kept banging it in the door jam saying it won't fit.... duh... Can she walk? No She can't.. She finally took her around thru the hall...Her xrays stilled showed no broken bones.
Fast forward to Tuesday: Off to the heart doctor we went with grand daughter in tow... He decides to postpone all procedures he had planned for 6-8wks. We are at this office for 2hrs.. Baby girl didn't sleep or cry.
We came home, left baby girl in the car while helping granny get into the house. We have 3 steps... Routine is she walks to steps, I move walker in the house, she stands and WAITS.... then I help her in... today she had a totally new routine... while I move the walker in she takes the first step holding onto NOTHING & down she goes again.. landing on her bad side in the garage. Baby girl is now screaming.... I called Hubby & Daughter to come and help me. We get her up, into the house, check her over, give her another pain pill & off to bed she goes.
Made a doctor appt for the next day.. I was cleaning and taking things down to the basement & thought I was going to die when my knee felt like a rubber band snapped.... Call the Hubby again, who now wonders how we live when he is traveling... Call Daughter, Hubby takes Granny to the Doctor, Daughter goes into the exam room with her. I'm sure Hubby was very thankful for Daughter....Doctor ordered more xrays... This time fractured ribs show up. No wonder the old gal is in pain.... Ordered more meds...
I make appt for my knee for the next day... Doctor thinks I had a bakers cyst burst and probable torn  meniscus... Now waiting for an MRI for me, Granny is in pain & I am limping around... What a pair we make... Granny keeps telling me to use her walker when she is sitting.... No way will I move it away from her.....
Can't wait to see what happens next week.... I have a feeling it will be awesome...

What week we have had....

Conversation when we were watching tv:
When I was in 5 or 6th grade I was able to look at someone and tell if they were Jews. I'm sure I heard someone talk about that Jew. Someone who lived 2 downs from us and he was foreign, I wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't a Jew. People were jealous of them for having money. The woman were beautiful...

flipping thru the channels ~ stop watch change, it's a cycle..
Me: Oh I like this one the Blacklist...
Her: replies well that is the one I was looking for....
Me: in my head sure you were.... 10 minutes ago you were going to bed
 proceeds to talk thru the whole show... Which is ok, I can watch it on demand tomorrow morning while you sleep...



Our Church's small group meets at our place:
In  group shared she doesn't hold grudges and ask me in front of everyone if this was true..
My eyes got big as I struggled to answer this one in front of everyone..... I finally replied

I don't thing it is fair to ask me in front of everyone, she didn't agree with me said she doesn't hold grudges.

Her:in our house if you told the truth you didn't get in  trouble but if you lied it was much worse...
Me: in my head I must have lived in a different house.......

Fast forward to Friday.......
Granny was doing her own laundry (which I encourage to keep her mobile)
She proceeded to go into her bedroom to put away her clothes. Shutting the door behind her...
Mistake 1. the walker is in the living room
Mistake 2 shutting the bedroom door
Meanwhile I am talking to Hubby on the phone.. yak yak yak & the damn dog won't quit barking...
Hubby suggest putting her special collar on her..
I grab the collar and go after her, she runs away, circles back barking at Granny's door...
I slowly understand the problem, Granny is calling for help! I open the door and she laying on the floor.. I stubbed my toe and fell she says...
I tell Hubby I gotta go.....
I call for the ambulance, move stuff out of the way, grab all her meds, call Shannon, Jane, hubby give an update.... oh and took dinner out of the oven (for once this week I was actually on top of dinner plans)
Granny had xrays which thankfully showed no broken bones.. She hurt her shoulder and collar bone, is sore where she hit the sewing cabinet, basically is in a whole lot of pain....
As we left the house we forgot Granny's shoes and coat, which if we lived anywhere else wouldn't be an issue however it was snowing.....
This morning Granny is still in a lot of pain and will continue to be I believe. There is a possibility of a torn rotator cuff that will need to be checked out....
I'm thankful this week is over & especially thankful Granny didn't break any bones (that we know of), Thankful Shannon came and helped me stay sane,
Oh about the damn dog, it looks like she won't ever move out...... She has earned her place in our home however she will always be the damn dog to me....