Sometimes I forget that I blog to deal with life.... It is a much needed release I need to utilize more often.
This year has once again been a year of change and turmoil at times. In January the Hubs got a promotion at work which entails relocating to Dallas. He left March 1 to work in Dallas for almost a month. He returned in time for me to have knee surgery. That month alone with Granny was a rough one.... She drove me crazy to be blunt. Sleeping all day, up most of the night. I did learn to embrace her sleeping pattern & I go to bed early and get up earlier.
After my 2wks post-op appt, we flew to Texas to house hunt. side note: If you fly with crutches you get a ride to your next gate, board the plane first... Perks of surgery..
Scored what I thought was a perfect home. After 5 days we returned home, picked Granny up from Cindy, her respite care place & the man left again.....
The decision to relocate was put on hold as Granny was having some new health issues..Memory was going fast for her.She remember things from her youth, my childhood but didn't know what day it was. (still doesn't). Canceled the house buying, selling, life was on hold.. I set my studio back up, started booking clients again.
Granny has been diagnosed with dementia/Alzheimer. She remembers her Doctor telling her she has dementia but that's it.
With this new diagnosis I now realize the old girl isn't doing things to yank my chain. She truly is confused.. I have become more patient with her, don't get me wrong she can still drive me crazy at times.
The Hubs & I decided to more forward once again with moving. It really doesn't matter where we live because Granny will be in a home sooner than later.
Now we house hunt via face time (make one nausea at times with that camera moving so fast). The need to have our place Realtor ready at all times, purging the stuff we won't need. Life continues to move forward.. We did find an awesome new home with a pool & room for my studio!!!
Last week I needed to leave for the Realtor showing twice.. Each time was a story in itself...
trip 1 ~ Plan is to go to Wally world & spend the hour. Granny didn't feel like getting out the car. I got her a big mac at Mcdonalds. I thought we'd drive by the house to see if anyone had shown up.. She proceed to take her burger apart, removing the middle bun & some of the other stuff. I'm so busy watching her I ran a stop sign. Thankfully it was a clear intersection. Goodness. I didn't say anything until she mentioned the burger was good except she gets too full eating all the buns... I quietly replied we will get you an quarter pounder next time.. it doesn't have the extra bun. She thinks I'm brilliant now... We get home & find no one has been there.... She gets settled in bed & the people arrive! Ugh. I offer to get her up and leave, however they chose to look at the house with her sleeping & I went out to sit in the yard... What a fiasco..
Trip 2 ~ Back to McDonald, this time she gets a ice cream cone dipped in chocolate...She proceeds to bite the tip off and suck melted ice cream out... My head whipped towards her, I bit my tongue & didn't say a word.. The next time I look she had the chocolate coating on her lap, ice cream dripping everywhere. I quietly hand her the baby wipes.. She was covered in ice cream. I said next time you may want to skip the chocolate dip.
The old me would had come unglued and been harsh with her.
Granny is failing fast it seems. She sleeps more and more.
I have notified her siblings of her newest health issues, which I'm sure they are thankful for. They now understand why they are hearing the same story over and over. However that one friend who gives her advice that makes my life hell, I figured she doesn't need to know any more info... Let her keep hearing the same stories... As I sit and listen I kinda enjoy the face she's in the dark... I know I'm twisted, however don't call and tell Granny to make her own appointment since I drive her everywhere.. Or tell her to manage her own money... She has no concept of money... none at all..
As we prepare once again to move, she is confused. She doesn't remember how we are getting there (driving), I haven't shared when yet, (too early).
The Hubs says I have come far as I share these stories with him. The fact I can laugh when telling them is huge...
Embrace the time you have!
