This has enabled him to eat and drink by himself. His chatter is constant and he smiles more. I think he…
this is just another incident of how mix-ups can be devastating! Thanks Maxim
You must first read this one below before I will tell you how I became a carnapper.
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Haha.. I remembered how the same thing happened to me when I was taking up my doctoral studies. That was ten years ago.
I was in school and it was mid-morning snack time. I did not have my breakfast except for a cup of coffee and so I wanted to go to the nearest restaurant to have a full breakfast. My car was used by a classmate of mine and so I had to borrow a friend’s motorcycle.
In no time at all I was at the restaurant’s premises, parked my borrowed motorcycle in the parking area near a big car, ordered a full breakfast and gobbled up everything in there. Not a bone was left for the restaurant owner’s pet dog or cat.
I was full to the brim…
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Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us COUNTRY.
I can’t speak for anyone else
I can only speak for me
How lucky I am to live
In the land of the living free.
Where the mighty stand so strong
Where we have choice to say each word
Without worry of saying it wrong.
Free to roam around
Swimming in schools
Or crawling upon the ground.
To believe in what we wish
To pray to my dear God
And live with no anguish.
To live in harmony
To have a voice
I can be free to be me.
And truly blessed
To be living and free
This has enabled him to eat and drink by himself. His chatter is constant and he smiles more. I think he has more pride in the fact he can do a few things for himself again.
Not being able to feed himself I notice this is most humiliating to him. He can cry easier at meals than any other time.
I wish, let’s say I am always wanting more. I wish that he could stand longer. He can not. In fact, I think he can stand less. The new medication has helped in the area of tremors and also in less sweating.
He sweats when he has to stand to be changed or transferred. His labored breathing is still heard when he has body activity. The side effects that I think are from the medication are more confusion. He is sleepy more often than not. He stutters quite a bit now, but at least, thank God his tremors have lessened.
All of you that have prayed over Al for so many months, God has been listening and has answered. I will not get my hopes super high. I realize that medications only last so long before the body gets immune to them. I will keep my hope at bay and within reason. Sort of like that game at the fair where you ring the bell with the big pallet. Oh, it is called test your strength. I have never played it. I don’t want to have some gadget tell me I am weaker than I think. Here is a video of the game being played I am talking about.
Have you ever seen hands tremoring so bad they can’t be used? Here is a tiny video of this happening. This is what Al’s hands were doing until this week.
So all I wish for now is the medication to last for a while before we have to start increases. I am afraid if there is an increase Al will end up being bed bound.
I trained someone this morning for the coming Wednesday. I want to attend a very important auction and I could not take him. I felt like a real teacher. This will be Al’s first time staying with a caregiver in his position he is in now. She is very nice. Al asked all sorts of questions. I could tell he was not as much interested in who she was about but if I was coming back.
So thank-you everyone for the constant prayers. I really appreciate them.
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You Can’t Help but Laugh
I was sent this by a friend and I had to share it. It was and is so funny!
Lord I Need Time
Why is it sometimes life
Does not seem fair
We do everything right
We take truths instead of dares