Psalm 4:5 Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, And put your trust in the Lord.
A collage of photos of Mike and me. Taken in 2019
Today was spent, basically, in the house. I got out for a couple of minutes to go to the mailbox, but that was it. Things happened, out of anyone’s control, and I was unable to leave, I didn’t trust Mike would be safe alone.
I was feeling really sad, having a pity party for myself; and thinking all Mike does is sleep. Mike’s sleep takes up about 95% of his life now. He wakes up between 10 and noon, sits on the sofa for a minute – maybe, and lays down and goes back to sleep. When he gets up, I fix him a couple of fried eggs, give him a cup of coffee, a glass of water, and his meds. As soon as he’s done, he lays back down and goes back to sleep. I have asked, begged, insisted, that he not sleep on the sofa – in the middle of the house!! He refuses to even realize how inconsiderate he’s being. I don’t think this is fully the dementia, I think he’s just being rude, saying “I’ll do what I damned well please and you can just deal with it!”
This afternoon, after dinner, he started going through the drawers where we keep the various keys for the shop, the shed, the Polaris and the vehicles. I asked him what he was looking for and he said he wanted the Jeep keys. I told him they were in the drawer (they were in my purse; he’s not supposed to drive) He took the drawer totally out, and dumped it onto the dining room table to look for the keys. I took them from my purse, slipped them into my sweater pocket and went to look in the 2nd drawer – of course I ‘found’ them under some papers. He snatched them from me and put them into his pocket!! I didn’t say anything, I didn’t ask what he thought he was going to do. I just sat down and got online. He went to the family room and an hour later, he went to bed. I quietly went to the family room, searched his coat pockets and found the keys – they are now totally hidden. It would be so upsetting if he were to take the Jeep and have an accident! or hurt someone. I just can’t take that chance!
I checked out the cost of Comfort Keepers to come in 2x a month so I could get out. It’s $27 an hour, minimum of 2 hours, but $26 an hour if they stay 2 1/2 hours; if I want to go to church on Sunday it’s $28 an hour, minimum 2 1/2 hours. Wow! Who knew elder care was so very expensive? But I have to have a break! I will try these folks out and see how it works, and hopefully, Mike will be compliant and not give anyone grief. We have an in-home interview this coming Friday.
My BP has gotten back to, almost, normal again. And I am not headachy, or tired, like I’ve been the last couple of days. I have quite a bit more energy and no place to expend it. I need to figure out how to motivate Mike to get up and get out to walk, and maybe I can use the excuse that I need to do it and I want him to join me. We’ll see what happens over the next week.