October 11, 2009

Daytime Nap. Will She Sleep Tonight?

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The Alien from Pedometer Prime chooses bribery to seek a permanent home!  Will he succeed?

[If you have not read yesterday’s post, what I just wrote will make no sense.]

This was a very cold and gray morning.  A blustery breeze from the north made it feel even colder when out walking.  Since there was a Volunteer this morning, I was able to go out to the lake where I usually sit in the car, read, listen to music and watch for birds and any other wildlife that may appear.

My regular routine includes moving to the Delaware Marsh below the dam to take a short walk with binoculars handy.  Today, the Alien overpowered my resolve to expend as little energy as possible and set me off at a brisk pace for a long walk around the marsh.

It is an insidious plot.  I started walking feeling as gray as the day, shuddering at every gust of the cold wind and rattle of the leaves on the Cottonwood trees.  The cold kept me walking as fast as I could on the rough ground.  Occasionally I heard or saw evidence of a few birds, but most of them had the sense to stay sheltered from the cold.

As I walked the Alien began to tempt me to let him stay in his new home.  I began to warm as the Alien slowly turned up the thermostat on my body’s furnace.  I walked past the spot my short walks had taken me in the past.  I discovered markers for a path that took me into new areas of trees and fields, marshland and ponds.  The cold air changed from an irritation to be endured to a fresh and inviting Siren.

Even the gray sky ceased to be a depressing presence and became a calming backdrop for trees and weeds and wildflowers.  The Alien was enticing me to embrace his presence rather than send him back to Pedometer Prime.  I made full circle around the Marsh, having had no idea prior to this morning that there was a path all the way around it.  I came around the last turn to an information sign posted on a stand that said I had just walked two miles! That evil and subversive Alien!!!

At the lake I had watched many thousands of gulls resting on the water and flying through the air.  On the drive back across the dam I passed one hawk sitting on a post almost within reach as I went by.   I spotted another hawk and stopped the car on the dam to watch it as it remained absolutely stationary in mid-air, only occasionally moving it wings to reposition itself against the breeze.  I watched that seemingly impossible aerial display for many minutes.  As I left the dam area and traveled a road among the trees to get back to the highway, a couple of deer with very dark coats of hair were standing on either side of the road.

When I arrived back home, there was a hot meal waiting.  As often happens on a Sunday morning (we attend the evening worship service), a Volunteer had come to stay with Mary Ann.  As always, Edie brought with her the fixings for a full, nourishing and tasty meal; she prepared it and set it out on the table for us. There is enough to allow at least one more meal.  No cooking tomorrow!

Now to the title of this post.  I just could not keep Mary Ann awake any longer.  It was tough to keep her up yesterday, but we just kept going, a trip to Sam’s Club at midday, a noon meal (thanks, Lisa, for the pizza muffins), a trip to the regular grocery store, and supper (steak and twice baked potatoes from Omaha Steaks — I hate cleaning the George Foreman grill).

Now with both of us sated after a hot meal, with football on the television, I simply could not convince her to stay out in the living room in her chair.  She is more of a professional football fan than am I.   The Kansas City Chiefs were playing (they just lost in overtime — no surprise they lost, just that they managed to take it to overtime).  The only team that would capture her interest more would be Da Bears.  I cajoled and encouraged, but she was clearly wiped out.  She is still in recuperation mode from the long trip from which we returned a couple of days ago.

The question remains: Will she sleep tonight?  After ten good nights in a row, none following a daytime nap, tonight seems likely to break the string.  There has not been a clear pattern correlating naps and restless nights, but common sense suggests there must be some correlation.  Here is hoping that in this case common sense does not prevail.

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October 11, 2009

Walking Caregiver!

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Warning!! The return of the body snatchers has begun!  Aliens from a newly discovered hidden planet just outside the orbit of Pluto, a planet named Pedometer Prime, have snatched both Mary Ann and me and replaced us each with one of their own, beginning the invasion.

Actually, the invasion has already begun. You can see them everywhere.  They are walking the sidewalks with a telltale look of superiority on their faces that seems to say, “I am walking and you are not!”  They threaten to take over by the sheer weight of their numbers as they outlive the rest of us.

My only hope is that a rainy day will come, breaking the power of the alien with which I am possessed.  However, I have heard that some of the aliens just move indoors to malls and gyms when it rains.  Frightening!!!

Actually, I am virtually immune to a long term stay of my resident alien, since the power of my laziness and lack of discipline is likely to drive him out soon, probably within hours.

Yes, it is true.  Yesterday when we were returning from the library and the requisite trip to G’s for Turtle Sundaes, I asked Mary Ann if she would be okay sitting in the car at Cedarcrest (a park that surrounds and includes the Governor’s Mansion) while I walked for bit.  There are many paths including one that is fairly level, in an open area including some picturesque ponds, a path about a mile in length.

The day was spectacular.  It was cool and crisp and clear.  The sky was the crystal blue of the approaching winter.  There was much pleasure just soaking in the beauty of the fall colors and the scents of Autumn.  I suspect there may have been a trickle of endorphens assisting since that comparatively short walk got this little exercise averse body pumping blood to every extremity including my brain.

If that is not enough — and this is what assured me of the alien presence — I got up this morning, earlier than usual, put the Lifeline around Mary Ann’s neck so that it would be within reach as she remained in bed, layered a shirt and jacket for the thirty degree morning and walked a little over a mile in the neighborhood.  I hope this is not a sign of some cataclysmic event bringing all life as we know it to an end.  Let’s hope not.

And now, here I sit at the computer writing this post and it is still morning!!!  Having spent a week in another time zone, our body clocks shifted just enough to make it possible to get up and hour earlier without so much effort.  Another odd but pleasing quirk is that Mary Ann has been sleeping well at night.  Understand for us a good night’s sleep still includes a couple of trips during the night to the commode and a couple more very early in the morning.  Mary Ann slept well every night during our trip and has slept well the last two nights.  That could, of course, change tonight.  If it does, it does.  If the good nights continue, we will just enjoy them.

Added hours in the morning create both a challenge and an opportunity to get out of the house a little more.  I have inferred from Mary Ann’s sleeping so well on the trip that staying awake all day does help the nights go better.  That, of course, seems obvious, but in the past staying up all day has not necessarily correlated to sleeping well at night.

Well, we had better get out of the house before we return to our usual vegetative state.

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October 10, 2009

Walking Mary!

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She got out of the car and walked up the steps into Dick and Dee’s house.  It was a bit of a walk, but rather than stopping to get the transfer chair from the van, we just walked into the living area to sit down.  I brought the transfer chair into the house, but from then on, it was never used.

We talked for a while.  Dick is also a retired pastor, and Dee has been very involved in church activities.  Not only that, but they both, especially Dee, are avid birders.  They love the wildlife and the outdoors.  They have built a heavenly respite with a wall of windows with deck and bird feeders framing the view of a very large pond surrounded by trees.  Between family and church, birds and other wildlife, we had lots to talk about.  You should hear Dick’s raccoon stories.

We visited with our Nephew, Tom, who shares the love for birds, the flora and fauna.  Our Niece, Jill and her three boys came by.  It was a very pleasant and satisfying mini-family reunion.

Then came dinner.  Much to my dismay, the lavish meal of mostly homegrown, nourishing and tasty foods dramatized the paltry fare to which Mary Ann is subjected on a regular basis.  We both ate voraciously, realizing we would be back at our usual table soon.

Later we went next door to see Jill’s newly built home.  Mary Ann walked outside to get in a golf cart that delivered her to the garage of Jill’s home.  That is when the walking began in earnest.  The house is huge, well-designed, woodwork done by Amish artisans.  We walked from one end to the other, enjoying what would put to shame most of the Home Network’s best.

After touring the house Mary Ann walked back to the golf cart, rode to Dick and Dee’s place, walked into the house, and we talked some more.  Then she walked out to the van so that we could head back to the motel.

Those of you who followed the events of a number of weeks ago will appreciate the significance of that walking.  After going through a time when Mary Ann could walk only a few steps, sometimes not even that before fainting, this was a pretty dramatic display.  I conditioned myself to jump up and either help her walk, or ask her to sit back down so that I could move her from one place to another in the transfer chair — seeking to avoid a fall that could do damage to her.  As this roller coaster we are on moves up for a time, it seems that I need to re-condition myself to just let her walk.

The harsh reality is that tomorrow may bring another dip in the ride — but maybe not.  It is a challenge to re-train my auto pilot to respond differently when she gets up.  It is encouraging to see her walking so well.  My hope is that the more she walks the better she will do at it.  She has gone down but not very often.  For the most part, I still stay very close, often with my hand lightly on the gait belt or holding her more tightly.  If she seems to be walking well and she is on carpet, I back off.

A few weeks ago I was wondering if we were beginning the endgame.  That thought has retreated for now.  The fall weather is energizing, and Mary Ann seems have perked up also.  When we were walking into the house, having just returned from our week long trip, after 11 hours on the road in pouring rain, she said “that went pretty well.”  Last summer I thought our traveling days might be over.  At least for now, it seems not be so.  In two weeks we head for our very favorite Bed and Breakfast in Hot Springs, Arkansas, Lookout Point – Lakeside Inn. [http://www.lookoutpointinn.com/]  There is no knowing what will be so when the time comes to load up and head out for that trip.  For now, we will just enjoy the moment.

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October 7, 2009

Days Added to Trip.

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After the litany of travel challenges in my last post, we have decided to add two days to this trip!  Are we crazy?  Maybe.  The challenges have continued. Tonight, as I was doing some pre-loading of the car to save time in the morning, I changed shirts to take the one I was wearing to the car.  The moment the door of the room closed behind me, I realized what I had done.  The keycards were still in the room since I had taken them out of the pocket of that shirt.

I was locked out!  Under normal circumstances, the solution would be simple.  Knock on the door and ask Mary Ann to open it and let me back in.  She was lying on the bed no more than five or six feet from the door.  I knocked on the door loudly, calling her.  Finally, I heard her voice.  She told me to wait a minute.  After a short time, I called out to her again.  That went on for a few minutes until finally she said, I can’t get out of bed.

I ended up downstairs at the desk.  The young man behind the counter had to give me a master keycard.  Mary Ann was on the bed on her back simply uable to coordinate getting up to turn the handle so that I could get in.

In the morning, Daughter Lisa will arrive with Granddaughter Ashlyn fairly early in the morning by our standards.  Lisa will give Mary Ann a shower, take her shopping and then to lunch.  I will take Ashlyn on her class trip to the pumpkin patch.  Those activities are the reason for adding one day to the trip.

Since we are only two hours away from my oldest Brother, Dick and his wife, Dee, we decided to travel there, get a motel and visit with them for the evening. That is the second day we are adding.  Neither Mary Ann nor Dee were up to traveling to the family gathering in Northern Illinois this summer.  This is a chance to make up for missing that time together.

The next two days will reveal whether or not it was wise to extend the trip.  So far we have dealt with the problems encountered as they have arisen.  My hope is that whatever is yet to come will be manageable.  We will take it one day at a time.  Gratefully, that is exactly the rate at which it comes, whatever it may be.

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October 5, 2009

Is Traveling Worth the Trouble?

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First hugs from the Grandchildren answer that question.  It just isn’t easy!  Of the many things that are more difficult when traveling as a Caregiver, one of the most frustrating is the sole responsibility for packing. 

I remember hearing from single parents and those who have lost their spouse in death one of the most difficult challenges is making all the decisions without access to consultation.  There is no one to ask, should I let the kids do this or not — should I do that repair on the house? 

When packing for a trip, each has a certain amount of responsibility for remembering what to bring along.  There are endless decisions to be made.  What clothes should we bring so that we can be fitting for weather and formality of events.  If we bring one color/style of shirt or top, there need to be shoes and socks and slacks to match. 

Decisions are tough to make at best when one has the beginning stages of dementia and the other isn’t exactly on his best game.  I asked Mary Ann what she wanted to take along.  She wanted what I call her fancy pants and top.  The most hated black shoes with short heels are a part of that outfit.  I hate them (not too strong a word) because they are treacherous for her to walk in and they refuse to stay on her feet — I am chasing them constantly.  Their favorite trick is to pop off midstream in getting on or off an elevator, going in or out of a door.  Maybe it was due to a subconscious aversion to them that resulted in my forgetting to put in the knee high nylons that she wears with them. 

I work very hard at creating and sustaining certain rituals associated with medication so that there are no missteps in having what is needed, and administering it on time each day.  There are, of course, multiple prescriptions, many including more than one dose a day.  There are four compartments in each day’s plastic pill holder.  The morning one has six pills, the next one has six pills spread through the day, the next compartment has three pills spread through the day, and the night time compartment holds four pills.  There is also a powder to mix with water or juice four of the seven mornings each week.

All of it was in order for the trip, along with all the meds needed to refill the compartments for the last half of the trip.  At least that is what I thought to be true.  Saturday, after returning for the night to the extended stay motel, I began filling the compartments.  To my horror, there was no pill jar of Midodrine there.  That is the powerful med that raises Mary Ann’s blood pressure to keep her from fainting.  To stop cold turkey the next morning would be dangerous.  When I have adjusted that med in the past, the doctor has insisted that the dosage be raised or lowered a small amount at a time over many days. 

What had happened?  I had broken ritual.  The caps of the medicine bottles are numbered (Mary Ann’s idea many years ago).  Refills not yet in use have no numbers on the top.  I transfer the old cap to the new bottle when the old one is empty.  I had not put a numbered cap on the new refill of Midodrine already in use.  I grabbed only the numbered cap bottles.   

As I sat there Saturday night, looking at the pills, my panic shifted quickly to planning.  I am grateful for the national database maintained by Walgreen’s Pharmacy.  I phoned the nearest 24 hour Walgreen’s here in Louisville, KY.  They accessed our account in Kansas.  While we normally use mail order meds, the recent change in dosage had required a short term prescription at Walgreen’s.  There was a current prescription that could be filled here to rescue us from our distress. 

After I phoned and was told the refill would be ready in 45 minutes (about 11pm), I resumed filling the bottles.  To my chagrin, the Thyroid med bottle only had two pills left in it.  I suspect you can imagine just how horrified I was at my own incompetence.  This morning I suggested to Mary Ann that she might want to trade me in on a more competent Caregiver. 

This med will demand a new prescription from the doctor, since we have only the mail order prescription open.  The request is now in the hands of the Pharmacist who has assured us that by tomorrow afternoon it should all be worked out.  Gratefully, the two pills will cover Mary Ann until then.

The other travel trouble is less appropriate for publication.  It is in the area of the Caregiver’s role in waste management [see earlier post].  There has been a difficulty in that area demanding my hands on involvement for three days now, with two or three sessions each day.  Those problems seem much more troubling when dealt with away from home.

Since there is a need for a handicapped friendly environment in which to stay, the costs of traveling have increased dramatically.  Staying with folks in their home, no matter how gracious and welcoming they are, is often simply not an option.  Lodging costs add up at a frightening pace.  A trip that we have in the past made in one day, now demands an overnight stay, adding still more to the costs. 

It is a little embarrassing just how long it takes us in the morning to get ready to leave the room so that we can start the day’s activities.  The usual multiple times up at night make early rising a less than satisfying option.  The result is that there is not so much time for doing things together each day, the object of the travel. 

While this is a litany of struggles that come with traveling, the hugs more than compensate –  the smiling, enthusiastic little faces drain away the frustration and replace it with joy and satisfaction. 

Is traveling worth the trouble?  Yup!

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September 30, 2009

Be Careful What You Ask For — or Not!

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We asked for sleep, got sleep.  Then got no sleep.  Almost as soon as I hit the publish button after writing last night’s post, Mary Ann woke up and a restless night ensued.  She had been up all day, she was up most of the night last night, up all day today.  I was worried that my decision to increase the Seroquel had initiated a cycle of too much sleep???  No more worries on that front.

I did work at keeping her up today.  She had Small Group Bible Study in the morning, followed by a trip to the library.  This afternoon when she started to doze in her chair, I made the sacrifice of taking her for ice cream — just to keep her awake you understand.  She went to bed a bit early, slept for an hour, and woke up.  She has now taken her night time meds.  She seems to be moving a bit, but at least at the moment, not getting up out of bed.  We will see how the night goes.

Ev commented on last night’s post, reminding me to enjoy the gift of a good night whenever it comes, since folks with LBD or PDD often have bad nights.  It just comes with the territory.  Well said! Our task is to accept that we can’t control or manage this disease.  Very little of what happens can be predicted or impacted by what we do or don’t do.  We need to learn to take what comes, make the best of it, sometimes whine a little about it, and then move on to deal with whatever comes next!

Tomorrow afternoon we will head off for Kentucky to visit our Daughter, Lisa, Denis and the girls, Abigail and Ashlyn.  The girls have a few days off school.  We are taking two days to drive there.  For us, at best it takes about ten hours when done in one day.  Hopefully, this will make the trip a bit easier.

Since this summer’s decline, even though there has been some improvement, we are not going to try to stay in the downstairs room, requiring a trip up the stairs each morning and down again at night.  We will stay in a motel.  That will impact dramatically the cost of the trip, but will be much easier on both Mary Ann and me.  It will be a treat to see the girls especially.

I should have access to a computer while we are in Kentucky, so there may be a post or two while we are on the trip.  Here is hoping the trip goes well for Mary Ann especially.  We have another trip to the Bed and Breakfast ini Hot Springs, Arkansas scheduled for the last week of the month.  It is a lot to tackle, but we have to do what we can while we can.

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September 29, 2009

Be Careful What You Ask For — Titrating Meds

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First there was little sleeping, then there was a lot of sleeping.  Not only did she nap for over five and a half hours during the day yesterday, she went to bed earlier than usual, slept through the night, and was slow in getting up this morning.

The question in my mind this morning was, have we increased the Seroquel too much.  Will she now be sleepy all the time and move to a lower quality of life on account of it.  Is my decision to add another 25mg of Seroquel hurting Mary Ann?  When we saw the Neurologist last, he increased the dosage by 25mg and said that if the increase was not enough to deal with the hallucinationa and restlessness at night, I could raise the dosage another 25mg.  That is what I have done.

While I don’t yet know the answer to my question about whether or not the increase is too much, today she has stayed awake.  Tonight when I asked about it, she said she was tired all day.  Her tiredness could be the result of the Seroquel.

It is so very difficult to adjust the medicine to just the right amount, what the doctors call titrating the dosage.  The variables are many and complex.  Sometimes it takes a while for a change in dosage to have effect.  Different people don’t always react the same way.  Seroquel is a potent drug.  There are risks, serious risks.  Probably the most serious problem that can emerge is Neuroleptic Malignant Syndrome [NMS].  If I understand correctly, that problem very quickly can cause death.  It is an uncommon side effect of the drug, but nonetheless a risk.  Again, if I understand correctly (disclaimer: I am not a doctor), stopping Seroquel suddenly can also trigger serious problems.

Starting new meds, stopping meds, changing the dosage is like running through a grove of thornapple trees.  Someone might get hurt.  Mary Ann is always involved in the decision-making on the meds, but generally, she trusts my judgment on what she should take and when.  She is pill averse, so she takes as few as possible.  She will on occasion simply refuse to add more.  Most of the time she accepts what the Neurologist prescibes, and what I recommend.  That is not a responsibility that I relish, but, like it or not, it comes with the territory.

Caregivers often have a great deal of responsibility for how their Loved One does.  We are the ones who have a daily awareness of how things are going. Good doctors listen to us and take into consideration what we think is needed.  Again, that is a lot of responsibility to have.

I asked for help with Mary Ann’s (and my) sleepless nights and the disturbing hallucinations.  I asked.  The answer was to increase the Seroquel. I may have gotten more than I asked for.  This morning I was very concerned, actually, I was scared.  At the moment, since she was awake all day, I my concern has been mitigated a bit.  We will see how tonight goes.  The information on Seroquel suggests that the drowsiness that comes when it is first taken often diminishes.

What we both long for is for Mary Ann to be awake during the day, and asleep at night.  Is that too much to ask?  Probably, but we can hope.

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September 28, 2009

Solutions Seem So Obvious!

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Then why don’t we act on the obvious solution and solve the problem!

She napped for over five and a half hours today.  She napped for over three and a half hours during the day yesterday.  I can’t remember how long she napped the day before that.  Isn’t it obvious?  Just keep her up during the day and she will sleep through the night.

I just read an article in the online newsletter from ScienceNews.  Apparently a recent study using rats associates sleep deprivation with an increased risk of experiencing Alzheimer’s Dementia.  The assumption was that the sleep problems were a result of the disease.  It now seems possible that they are part of the disease process itself. (Yes, I, too, wonder how a technician can determine if a rat has Alzheimer’s Dementia —  actually, I do know the answer to that, but I am not saying here — suffice it to say, once the information is obtained, the rat no longer needs his/her pension.)

Back to the solution.  Why not just keep her up all day?  I am sure that solution seems obvious.  If it is hard to keep a two-year-old awake when those eyes fall shut and that little body goes limp, if it is hard two get a two year old up early from a nap without a major meltdown, imagine trying to get a strong-willed, independent adult who has a right to make her own choices up from a nap when she wants and needs very much to continue sleeping.

I can remember a day some weeks ago when I managed to keep her up all day with trips here and there.  She was restless that night anyway, up and down for most of it.  On the other side of it, while things may change at any time, after having that more than five and a half hour nap today, she was tired and went to bed early this evening.  She has been sleeping soundly for the three and a half hours since then.

Obvious solutions don’t always work.  With that said, I admit that it would make sense to try to get her to sleep less during the day to increase the likelihood of sleeping soundly at night.  One of the struggles with being very assertive in waking her up is that when she is napping, I have time to myself.  I am able to concentrate on tasks and accomplish things that can’t be done when Mary Ann is awake, up and about.

Today was a spectacularly beautiful day, warm and breezy.  With the video monitor on the table next to me, I was able to sit on the deck and read, while enjoying weather, the waterfall, the birds (hummingbirds buzzing over me regularly).  I finished the book on weight control (The Volumetrics Eating Plan) with time left over for a snack of potato chips (just kidding).  I did try to get Mary Ann up a number of times after the first three of the five and a half hours, but she just couldn’t do it.  She had said she felt pretty bad when she laid down this morning — no wonder after two nights of almost no sleep.I knew she needed the rest.

I guess, if I appreciate the time the daytime napping gives me, I shouldn’t whine about the restless nights.  I concede the point.  The glitch is that I am not getting much sleep either.  I could try to nap whenever she naps.  That also makes sense.  Were I to do that, my every waking moment would be centered around her needs.  To survive and remain useful to Mary Ann, I need some time to myself when I am awake.

Sometimes obvious solutions don’t really work as well as logic would suggest they should.  I suspect that those looking in from the outside lose patience when obvious solutions are not used to solve the problem about which the Caregiver is complaining

As I was preparing to write this post, I thought about the legions of Caregivers out there.  First of all, every parent has experienced the challenges of caregiving, unless they have abandoned their responsibility to their child[ren].  Single parents, especially those with more than one child have challenges I can’t even begin to comprehend.  There are many who have responsibilities to their children (they never end, no matter how old the children become) and at the same time responsibilities in caring for their aging parents.  There are those who have severely troubled children, physically and/or mentally.  They struggle to care for them, some have to make tough choices demanding allowing others to do the care at a facility outfitted for that care, having around the clock staff to give that care.

I have the luxury of having only one person who needs my full time attention.  Gratefully, our children do not need our care.  In fact they are members of the sandwich generation, raising their children and concerned for our needs as well.

All in all, I guess I should stop whining.  I won’t, but I should.  I think those who are full time Caregivers need some whining time.  Blogging is great, since it creates the illusion that there are people listening.

Whether anyone is listening or not, it helps to talk about it.

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September 27, 2009

Two Nights in a Row!

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Last night was pretty tough — up and down all night long, then up this morning at 6:45am.  The same is happening as I write this and has been going on for two or three hours.  There is no point in my trying to head in to bed yet since the activity is constant at the moment.  She has been climbing in and out of bed for no apparent reason with only minutes in between. 

While, again, it is a function of the disease, it is no less frustrating.  The time that I have generally claimed as my own in these late hours after Mary Ann goes to bed is coming to no longer be my time.  Tonight I set upon having some spiritual renewal time.  There is a podcast of  the Saturday worship service at the Taize Community in France.  The music is the sort that draws the participant in with a beautiful simplicity.  The readings are done in at least three, often more, languages.   There is a calm and peace that seems to include in community people like me, listening from thousands of miles away. 

I had first read a weekly poetic devotion by Fr. Ed Hayes, whose writings have had much impact on my personal Spiritual journey.  The reading suggested lighting a candle.  I haven’t done it in a very long time, but I pulled out a votive candle, placed in on the worship center, a cabinet built precisely for that purpose, with stained glass inserts in the doors.  I lighted another candle in a tall walnut candle stand made by my Dad, many decades ago.  Next to that candle stands the Shepherd’s Staff made by a parishioner and given to me at my retirement, a symbol of my forty years of ministry. 

A small iron Celtic Cross stands on the cabinet next to the votive candle.  Joining the Cross and candle on the worship center is a large ceramic bowl with lettering and symbols painted on by the other Staff members and again, given at my retirement.  The words are the summary of the congregation’s sense of purpose, “Grow in Faith.  Share Christ’s Love.”  The bowl is a symbol of Baptism, in our tradition, understood to be that first encounter with the Grace of God, an act of unconditional love by God, initiating relationship. 

One other item on that worship center is a simple memento of a long-standing friendship with a small group of parishioners from the first parish  I served as pastor.  It is a small beveled glass case with found items, pine cones, dried weeds, parts of plants, stones picked up on a trip together to Alaska many years ago.

With the candles and the light from the computer screen only,  I began the Taize worship.  As I settled in enjoying the sensations that come with such an experience, the monitor screen that keeps me aware of what Mary Ann is doing as I sit here, revealed the activity.  Since she is at risk of falling when she gets up, needs help to use the commode, to manage the cup of ice water next to her bed, to turn over in bed, her activity demands my participation. 

I have stopped and started the worship a number of times, getting more frustrated each time, resenting the loss of the freedom to enjoy the experience.  There is a odd sort of irony, that the very thing that helps me maintain a healthy equilibrium in caring for Mary Ann, is doing the opposite tonight. 

As the Neurologist allowed, I have just this evening increased the dosage of Seroquel, which is the medicine that both reduces the hallucinations and helps with sleep.  The last increase was not enough.  It is too soon to assess the effectiveness of this increase.  Certainly, the hallucinations have not decreased yet, they continue to be on the increase.  Just moments ago she told me to be careful of the little girl when I was adjusting her sheet.  This morning when she first got to the table for pills and breakfast, as soon as I turned on the light, she tried to show me the blood on her hands.  I think she believed it to be from the raccoons or whatever biting her.  There was, of course, no blood. 

Last night’s post mentioned my need for better choices in the area of diet and exercise for the sake of this Caregiver staying healthy.  Last night, today and tonight have revealed again the difficulty of following through with such plans.  When there are nights like these that string together, it is just survival mode.   A steady pattern of changed behavior seems completely out of reach.   I am still reading the book offering helps for improving the diet part of the problem.  Maybe some changes can be folded into our days. 

As Scarlett would say, “I’ll think about that tomorrow.”

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September 26, 2009

Caregiver’s Self-Care

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She is cute as ever!  We were dressed to the 9’s (whatever that means) for the church’s new directory pictures.  My contribution was to wash Mary Ann’s hair: the rest is in her genes. That combined with her ability to stop eating when she is full, has kept her slender and very nice looking.  As is apparent in the picture, I married up. 

I, however, have combined genes (Dad) and a seemingly uncontrollable appetite (Mom) to produce enough stored energy to last many weeks were I to end up on a desert island with no food.  It has, of course, gathered in the worst place for increasing the likelihood of numbers of diseases of the aging.  What is in my favor is a family history that for the most part does not include Cancer, Heart Disease or other life threatening diseases.  Most everyone in my immediate family has died of old age, or is still living.

That family history does not impress my Cardiologist.  Nor does it help me tie my shoes, or avoid the endless shrinking of clothing in my closet.  My shoes still fit!

On the spur of the moment, I went to a local Physical Therapy Center for a free consultation introducing a weight control program including both dietary counseling and an exercise program.  I liked everything about it (except the diet and exercise parts).  There was even the possibility of something that might benefit Mary Ann while I was doing the exercise program at the facility.  Then came the “other shoe” as they say.  The numbers took my breath away.

I need to stay healthy since I am not the only one who depends on my health and well being.  My health is more important than having a bunch of money in the bank.  One problem is that the bunch we have is of a size that a great deal of care needs to be taken when spending it.

There is a simile that I find very useful and use often.  Some things are like putting out a match with a fire hose.  I am not sure the amount I need to lose is worth that much money.  I would be right in the middle of normal on the weight chart if I were only six inches taller.

The truth is, the chart I am looking at puts me just past the line between overweight and obese — just barely, but obese.  Charts vary, and in some I am not categorized quite so harshly.  Nonetheless, clearly there is need for better habits and a lowered risk of problems emerging.

One of Mary Ann’s Volunteers has access to lots of health information, and has found a book that offers one approach to developing healthier habits.  She brought the book over early this evening.  The Cardiologist’s nurse had given me a copy of my blood work with the instruction to double the cholesterol lowering medication I am taking, Today, I received another copy in the mail, this time from our GP who got the same blood work report.  Today’s copy included a handwritten note, “LDL is too hight, needs to be around 100; work with exercise and diet.”  Of course in the last couple of weeks more studies have been published suggesting that belly fat increases the likelihood of getting Cancer, Heart Disease, Dementia, and Type II Diabetes.

A contributing factor to all of the above diseases is serving as a Caregiver.  The statistics are not good for those of us in a Caregiving role.  There are some things that cannot be changed.  I suppose common sense suggests working on changing those things that can affected by the choices made.

All of this comes after receiving the cooler from Omaha Steaks yesterday (a great sale), and enjoying the buy one, get one free Blizzard at Dairy Queen this afternoon (it was the annual anniversary gift for signing up online to join the Blizzard Club).

Rest assured, if there is any change in diet resulting from all this, or any exercise added into my daily activities, there will be whining in posts yet to be written.  Consider this fair warning! 

By the way, it feels good to have our Christmas shopping done for our children.  They will receive fresh new pictures of their parents to replace the old ones in the shrine.  We are so thoughtful.

It appears that tonight will be another tough one.  The raccoons are back in the bedroom.  Mary Ann wants me to call Animal Control.  I hope she can settle soon.  We will see what the night brings.

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