Yup, It's an Adventure


Yup, It's an Adventure

I said - okay I sent an email - "yup, it's an adventure" to the company that our caregiver works through. In answer to the person on the other end's comment of "oh my".

A day. Yesterday was a day. (I know, I know what the heck else would it be?)

A day where we forgot how to turn a doorknob. Instead we pull and pull on it and can't figure out why the door won't open. Yes indeedy, it IS true when you keep doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result you probably are crazy. And when your daughter's voice comes through the camera you didn't know was there telling you to turn said knob you might (1) completely ignore it completely, (2) freak out completely, or (3) some combination thereof. We went with #1 interestingly enough. The caregiver heard me through the door. Mom? Not so much.

A day where a BM accident left lovely poo on the bedspread and blanket. Surprising her when we went to get her changed and cleaned up (poo on the leg you see). Pulls down the panties, sees a diaper's worth of poo and goes "oh!" Not sure what she was expecting to find in there but apparently that wasn't it.

A day where a week's worth of undies had to be soaked in bleach water before washing. Where the bedspread had to be washed separately. FIVE LOADS OF LAUNDRY that actually took well into today - yup, running the dryer on the last load this morning while getting ready for work. Beginning to feel like Cinderella over here. Yo! Prince Charming, get over here!!

A day where we tried to cover up the BM accident by "cleaning" the toilet seat with our bare hands and closing the lid. Caregiver claims this particular mess wasn't here when she was... I find that a little unbelievable. Smears all over the place - faucet, toilet seat, doorknob in bathroom. Blindness? Nice girl but there are days when I wonder what the hell is going on in her head. Can't prove anything, no camera in the bathroom. So can you have a HIPAA violation in your own home? My luck, that'd be a BIG yup!!

A day where I was up cleaning, disinfecting and doing laundry until late. I had to make her stay up until the bedding was dried - otherwise we would have had a repeat of the night before where she went to bed at 8:30 and was up in the kitchen dressed and making breakfast at 1:00 a.m. THAT was an adventure convincing her that 1:00 a.m. was NOT 1:00 p.m. and she needed to go back to bed. Hey, I'm 56 now, not 26 I can't wing it on hardly any sleep these days. I need 7 hours to function. Oh yeah, 26.... nah, not going back there. Not even once I figure out what the heck is wrong with the time machine. Oh wait, that was classified info. Disregard.

Yup, it's an adventure around here... every, single, crazy-ass day.

And it's only Tuesday...


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