June 19th, 2006
|02:27 pm - My stresses|
Brandy seems to be doing better today. I think this is due to having a full day's worth of rest yesterday. Plus the glucosamine supplement we're giving her is probably having some effect. And the prednisone is likely helping too. Still, she can't get up from laying down on her own. Her tail hangs straight down all the time and she seems to have that tenseness that comes from walking in pain when she is up and about. She's having trouble eliminating as the crouching necessary is tough on the joints that hurt.
Ericka and I are both stressed about these developments. The thought that we may have to put Brandy to sleep is never far from our minds. For now she seems to be improving and that is a good thing.
Ericka herself is doing pretty well but she's been feeling achy herself of late. She needs help getting out of bed and the diuretics she's on mean that this can become an urgent need in a hurry. Then there are her normal, everyday needs that need to be met as well. Drugs and food on the appropriate schedules, emergency carbohydrates if her blood sugar takes a dive for some unknown reason.
The upshot of all this is that there needs to be someone here all the time. More often than not, that someone is me.
I don't mind but the toll does add up. Last night, for example, I got to bed at the regular time but slept on the couch so that I'd be near Brandy in order to help keep her calm and lying down. This worked pretty well until about 2 a.m. when we started a schedule of waking me up ever two hours. I have enough difficulty getting good sleep that this threw me completely off. Come 6 a.m., my regular waking time, I was stumbling about in a haze. So I emailed work and let them know I'd be in late.
Ericka's normal PCA called in sick about 8 a.m. and an emergency fill-in arrived about 10 a.m. My original plan was to be in to work by about noon. I woke at 2 p.m.
Work is a little worried about the time I've needed to take off, but have been very understanding. For myself, I feel guilty about not being there. (Even though I haven't had much to do of late.)
So I vent here a bit because that's useful sometimes.
Love At The Five And Dime--Riverfolk--Meander
Current Mood: guilty
|Date:||June 19th, 2006 08:15 pm (UTC)|| |
Is there any way that you can work from home on those occasions when you have to be there? This is what I am able to do when my mom is not well.
|Date:||June 21st, 2006 08:39 pm (UTC)|| |
The problem from my work's perspective is that I can't predict when those occasions would be. If I could say "I'll be working from home every Monday morning" they would be fine. It's the random calling in to say I can't be there that distresses them, which is understandable.