Psalm 144:15 Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!
Yesterday I posted how I needed a hug. A long, fulfilling hug, and today!! This afternoon, Mike walked into the kitchen, wrapped his arms around me and just held me! OMGosh! This was incredible! A marvelous, wonderful answer to my crying out for a hug. It didn’t last long, but it was so precious, so delightful, and satisfying. Thank you, Lord! How I needed that hug.
A few months ago I hired a young woman to do some light housekeeping for me. I call her my Miss Emma. She comes in 2x a month and wipes counters, dusts, sweeps, and wipes up the floors. It takes her about two hours, or so. I don’t think she’s ever needed to be here longer – maybe the 1st time. Anyway, yesterday was a very busy day, and Mike was so tired he went to sleep at 7:30 pm, and he slept through Miss Emma working today. He didn’t get up until almost noon.
One of the things that happened yesterday, Mike had forgotten to take his morning meds. He didn’t take them until close to 3 in the afternoon, which meant he couldn’t take his evening meds until closer to 11 pm. Since I went to bed early, I don’t know when he finally took those evening meds – along with his sleeping pills. I think that’s why he slept so late today. It also points to the reason the doctor asking me to take a pro-active role in making sure he gets his meds.
When our daughters were alive I was the pill monitor, and after they passed away, and Mike was retired with a disability, I decided I wasn’t going to get involved with his medications, I needed a break. So it’s been 13 1/2 years of a break, and now I need to pick up that baton again. Mike doesn’t remember the doctor telling me to monitor this, and that’s okay; I have ways to make sure he’s taking them. I just don’t have a familiarity with them. I am going to have to ask him to teach them to me so I can help him when he’s unable. He’s been good about following though with things that need to be done while he’s still cognizant to a fair degree. He’s signed papers; I now have the power of attorney, and the durable, medical power of attorney. We talked with a financial person about refinancing the house for a lower interest rate, and lower payments; and then I talked to my friend, who is a mortgage broker, she looked the numbers over and told me it was a good deal for us. So we’ve done that. Getting all of our affairs in order is a bigger issue than I realized with the dementia rearing its ugly head.
Last year, before our 50th anniversary trip, I convinced Mike to do a will and a trust, and thankfully there were no issues with getting that done. At this point, it’s to sensitive to ask Mike what he’d like for me to do with all of his art supplies. He has had such an awesome talent for hand sculpting in clay…. I miss him coming up with new, and different items to sculpt.
This sculpture is on a bookcase, but it could just as easily hang on the wall. This is just one of Mike’s pieces of art. He has a large kiln, a medium kiln, and a ton of tools – some he made to achieve the ‘look’ he was going for.
I got my needed hug, and I had a few minutes of conversation. It’s been a great day. Have a good evening.