Daily Archives: May 15, 2012
The Lesson In Life
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Parkinson’s disease (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Once again I awoke to sunny skies. Summer is near and our spring is beautiful.God is all around us, just look at the birds, and the new leaves on the trees, the flowers popping up. Beautiful. Today, Al awoke with a smile on his face. Yeah! It was going to be a good morning. I had to take him to the doctor today, for his lab tests that he had done last week. It was nearing time to go and I asked him if he was going to change his clothes. He shook his head no. I told him we must always change our clothes each morning. I think this is the dementia, because he doesn’t seem to understand the clothes changing any longer. He would wear the same clothes daily if I didn’t say anything. We went to the doctor, and the lab tests all came back good. The sugars, the doctor said were on the high side. I was surprised to hear this. Me, being a diabetic, I know the good numbers they should be at and they perfectly, should not be over 100. I asked the doctor, what were the numbers. He said 101. I just smiled at him and said nothing. Everyone goes on a scale in numbers. I am surely not going to worry about one point over the normal. I wanted to laugh out loud at the doctor, and the world,and anyone else that would listen to my howls. I get so sick and tired of each of us being put under an umbrella scale. We are each individuals, our bodies working for just us, not for the whole world. My sugars run on the high side according to the scales. If mine are under 150 at bed time, I can almost guarantee, they will go so low through the night, that I have actually crawled to the kitchen to find food to bring them back up. I do not like this happening to me. It is scary, I have no one to call to help me, so my sugars run around 150 or a bit higher, if I cheat. Each time I go to the doctor, I get scolded about my sugars, I listen, but I know my body better than anyone else, so I do what I think is best. At the end of the appointment for Al, I asked the doctor a few important questions about Parkinson’s, and he said to me, he is not a Parkinson’s doctor. He knows nothing really about it. I was shocked, to say the least. He has been subscribing medications for something he doesn’t know about? Wow. I discussed having him sign a paper for me to send to Hospice, so I could get some help for me. He told me that Hospice liked it if they had a patient that had six months to live and he didn’t know about Al’s time-table, so the answer was no. I asked him for suggestions for me to get out, and he said call home health care. I did have two caregivers, one quit, and one only gives showers, so I am back to not getting out by myself. I wonder what other people do in these circumstances. I had checked into home health a couple of months ago, and the charges they would charge us were almost twenty dollars an hour. We can not afford this on a regular basis. I guess God is going to have to take care of this for me. I need a mate, or husband, or someone who can be here for me and Al. So, today, I got a lesson in life. Doctors can and will prescribe medications without knowing the disease, and it is hard to get part-time help, because all want full-time hours. We went to his favorite place for lunch after the doctors, and he was still in a good mood, calling people by short names, like Bec, instead of Becky. Waving to everyone. When he had his visit from his mom, it has had a long-term effect on him. That was Sunday and today Tuesday he is still on a high roll. I am happy for him. When we got home, I stripped down a child’s rocker for my son, and tomorrow, I will start the sanding process and stain it for them. I used to own my own antique business, so I love working with woods. Al is napping, and all is well for this day. Thank you Lord
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