Sep
17
Cheryl called me Sunday (or Monday, my days are running together again) and told me Jimmy and Peg had attended a ceremony to honor past Illini basketball legends at the Assembly Hall Saturday and that they were replaying the game Tuesday night on the Big Ten Network. I hurried and programmed it in on mom’s TV so I wouldn’t forget.
It auto-tuned at 5:30 last night to the game. The 1989 dream team played the 2004-2005 dream team (The youngsters won) I don’t know if mom caught any of it but I had it turned way up so she could hear it at least.
She’s mainly unresponsive still. I keep her diaper and bandage changed and try to turn her slightly every now and then to keep her off her butt. She takes ice chips and some applesauce with her pain meds and that’s about it now. I cut one of her t shirts up the back to slip on her so she wouldn’t have to lie there naked and I wouldn’t have to wrestle things over her head.
I had to get Dakota to help me change her yesterday. Life lesson the hard way, huh? Jack helped me this morning. She’s just to awkward for me to do it correctly on my own. I can change the diaper fairly easily if she’s laying right but it helps to have someone hold her. Ugh… I don’t understand how she’s putting off this much urine with the little amount of liquid she takes in. The body is a mysterious thing.
Judy and Shane still call to talk to her while I hold the phone to her ear. I’ve said it before and I have to say it again…I’m not a big talker so she’s not getting much from me (plus the fact I still bawl like a baby when I try to talk to her) I do try to find music or TV shows I know she likes. I did manage to play three or four songs on my guitar for her yesterday and I read Bev Kaiser’s letter to her twice coz I don’t think she heard any of it the first time.
The RN comes today. I hope it’s Ruth and not Brenda. I kind of bonded with Ruth when she was here last.