When Al got off the bus tonight I wasn’t greeted with the usual smiles. The hand that is common to see raising half-way to wave to me was resting in his lap.
As the bus driver was lifting him down the ramp, she had to remind him to lift his feet, which he did with great effort.
Once I got him inside I took him to his usual spot. I sat him at the head of the table and told him this was the king’s seat. No smile for that funny comment either. I read the communication book from Day Program. It stated that Al was very tired today and didn’t participate like he usually does.
There was a knock at the door and I was right in the middle of preparing our supper. Al did manage to get out a soft word, knock. I went to the door and it was the Medical Supplier. He was delivering briefs, liners and pads for Al.
I always have to sign that I received them and while I had the pen in hand, the gentleman glanced in Al’s direction. He then commented, ” I see he is napping.”
I sort of chuckled but there is always this tiny part of me inside that wants to become a smart-ass, but I bite my tongue. I have no reason at all to be a snippy gal. I get on the defense I think and it is wrong. I wanted to say, “hey dummy, you work for a company delivering for the sick and dying. What’s wrong with you, can’t you see he is sick?” But instead said, “no, he is sick. He struggles to hold his head up.”
The delivery man looked at me, and then a way. I signed and he disappeared to his next house.
Al had trouble eating. He couldn’t hold his silver ware, and he was taking more than one bite at a time. I helped him eat because he was saying, “stupid tremors, stupid being sick. I don’t know why it has to try to destroy me.”
I wanted to rescue him before he got to the point of tears. I remembered back when my children were small and sad. I offered them the good stuff. Ice-cream with chocolate syrup. It did work. he ate that right up and even tried licking the bowl.
It seems that our Mother’s great efforts to teach us good table manners has pretty well left Al’s mind. He eats with his fingers or how ever he can get the bites of food into his mouth. Tonight I had to wash his hair after supper. He had mashed potatoes in it. I think they must have been flipped by the tremoring hands.
I tried several times to start a conversation, but the ghost remained seated in Al’s seat. He has not really said anything to me thus far except,”I want to take a nap.”
He is now in bed and I am hoping for the ghost to disappear and Al to come back after he is rested.
Chase the ghost away by the power of our Lord Jesus Christ
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yes, you are so right. I am hoping tomorrow Al will be feeling better
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I hope so and how is Al now?
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not feeling that well tonight, thanks for asking
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Poor Al
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I feel that way too
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;-(
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He’ll be fine.
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you think so?
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I wish so.
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this is so sad and i have to say i know exactly how he feels. there are times i am sitting in the recliner next to my husband and i have such an exhaustion that even the thought of answering a question makes me tired. it would take gargantuin effort to chat. the other side of this is i am so comforted by his presence as i am sure al is by you.
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I think this is how Al feels at times too. It is so hard to watchi
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May the Lord continue to supply the grace, strength and peace that you need. Praying.
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thanks Rob
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At this point just pray set aside your time to read the word. Ask the Lord to guide you before you open the B.ible and He will direct you to where and what you need to read and pray Terry it is what we all need but more so in times of stress and when in need of comfort. I don’t want to be “preachy” but I believe faith and belief in the Lord and His word will get us through anything.
Al has to go through all he is going through and I know it is hard on you but faith will keep strong. God Bless my friend. Love and hugs (((xx)))
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but why does he have to go through this Len……………..
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I wish I could answer that and a million other questions ie. why are there chld molesters why do mothers lose their children why does domestic violence occur why must good people suffer why are there hungry and poor…I do not have that answer all I can do is believe in our Lord Jesus and know that God has a plan and a purpose for everyone of us. I am nor knowlwdgeable enougth in the word to quote scripture but I do know God loves us and wants what is best for all of us, he wants us to turn our hearts and souls to him. so that is what I try to do. He gave humans free will and I think sometimes we suffer because we have done our will not his. Sorry I can’t answer any better. Love and prayers
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I’m sorry, I should not have asked. I was just having one of those moments
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It is hard on him and hard on you and you must keep going. Don’t give up and keep your strength, for both of you. Terry huge hugs!
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I am always going to do my very best. big hugs Ute!!!
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Hugs dear friend!
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thank you Tersia, I hope you are having a good day
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I understand so much.
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you have this to with Ants?
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