Sounds like I am shouting. Well, perhaps that is the way I feel. Things are not going well, and I am relying more and more on those who have been through this experience with Parkinson's.
Stages come and go and I keep stumbling over the remains of each day. I understand more about my mother and how she strugged to just get up and go though the basics of sunrise to sunset. I keep looking for something to really replace thinking. I loved the casino with Jack but can't take him now and it is too expensive for regular therapy! lol
He asked for a comfortable rocking chair in his room for me and I find I can take a book to read and fall to sleep quickly. But for Jack that isn't much fun watching me sleep, he says at least I am there with him. I have missed one day since he entered in February and that was because of the flu that I caught right there in the home.
Keep my in your prayers....for us it is just one day at a time.
Monday, August 3, 2009
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