Today is calm. Clouds, a dusting of white snow on the ground. Cold temperatures of 20 degrees. I have had my shower and am sitting here in my warm night-gown and fuzzy slippers. I am waiting for the phone call that will start my day.
The shower girl will be announcing what time she will be here. This fifteen to twenty minutes is almost as important to me in the mornings as talking to God is. Quietness, the sound of Rhino wanting petted and the fans running on the computer.
When that phone rings it will signal me to go get Al up. I will change his brief and assist him in a sitting up position. Then transferring him to his wheelchair and placing him in a good position at his bedside table, I will start his breakfast.
Once he has eaten, I will brush his teeth and shave him. The shower girl will arrive and do her thing, then it is getting Al ready to be bundled up to get on the bus. Already the memories of silence I heard just moments ago will fade into a puff of smoke.
I will then receive a call from the Hospice nurse telling me when she will be arriving at Al’s Day Program. I will armor myself with boots and gloves, warm up my cold car and with grocery list in hand I will once again be placed into the hustle and bustle of people in the grocery stores, all doing the same thing.
It is getting uncomfortable to be around the crowds. I think it is because I spend ninety percent of my time inside our home. After leaving the grocery store I am meeting a lady to pick up an item I purchased.
Driving home, getting the mail, carrying the groceries in and putting them a way, I will look at the clock and take notice of how much free time I have left. I will let out a sigh and grab one last cup of coffee before the glimmer of silence is gone until bedtime. You have to love Mondays. Although weekends are the same to me as most of the week days, I hear no doctors or have any meetings or big routines on the weekends. I kind of like that.
This will be a busy week for anyone celebrating Thanksgiving with families. I want to wish all of you that will be traveling a safe trip, yummy food, good conversation and a happy Thanksgiving.
I am wondering if sharp changes in temperature, or cold weather in general have an effect on Parkinson’s and MSA. Do Al’s symptoms or behavior change in response to this?
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I don’t really know. I know for Al he is barely outside, although the moisture and cold can seep indoors. Al still sits in only a brief even during our cold weather
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Cold & dusty with snow here too.
Stay warm.
And – enjoy your breaks as you get them 😉
{Hugs}
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I only got 4 hours today and that is it until next Monday because of the holiday. Should I buy more hair dye to cover the gray??? lol
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Nah – leave the highlights 😉
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lol
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Happy thanksgiving to you and al.
*hugs* oh by the way you can have your cold weather back I don’t like it.
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Hey, I don’t like the cold weather either, so let’s throw it in another direction! Have a Happy Thanksgiving my friend
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Happy Thanksgiving to you and Al, Terry! Hope it is wonderful and that you can relax a bit 🙂
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Thanks so much Brian. I will relax when we are sitting down to eat. LOL, I start the preparations tomorrow. The new girl is going to help me a little and I appreciate this. you have a wonderful holiday too
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Have so much fun!! Cherish it my friend. I am just looking forward to a day off 🙂 Happy Thanksgiving to you!!
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