Going to have to find that bookmark, about the things to keep track of. It seems that as the days progress, there is more to remember, to keep track of. And that isn’t about the normal stuff like blood pressure, what pills – when. There are things to make note of, such as when a substitute worker shows up, or the schedule gets changed.
Things like knowing that you are about to be inundated with substitute workers, and having to keep track of their names, to rate them so you can, maybe, get a few decent one’s in a list for future vacation times.
Stuff like what meds did she take, why did they get changed, as well as the state of mind.
And that is the hard one, to try and keep some journal, some small notation about the loss of focus, the loss of even reality. Is it real, or is it simply being unable to properly explain herself? Do the blank stares mean she isn’t focused, or does it mean she is simply remembering something, sort of like daydreaming?
I have come to realize, that looking after Mom isn’t rocket science, but it does take its toll, if one lets it. Easy to say, damn hard to do. It is about routine too, and keeping to a fairly regular schedule, which unfortunately many don’t seem to get.
