Murphy's Law

Tuesday Morning I woke to the alarm, pulled myself out of bed, and headed for the bathroom.
What is the puddle on the floor? Seems someone stuffed something behind the garbage cans and turned off the upright freezer! Turn freezer back on, cat's are howling for breakfast and attention.
No coffee! walk to living room to ask about freezer, both kids sound asleep.

Make coffee, feed cats, curse , get dressed and head to work.

Call home at 11 am, sons says "just throw it all out". I say maybe you can go without eating for a few months to make up for the food that thawed. Silence.

Finish work, run home. Check freezer contents, and pull contents that are questionable.

Wash dishes, cook the questionable meat, wash more dishes.

Text chat buddy to tell her my day sucks, end up on phone.Listen more than talk. Sorry have to get off phone to run errand. Onto chat. Everyone deserts me. Back to phone.

Here voice at back door, brother looking for company I think.

Give him some of the thawed meat, shower and to bed.

Wednesday morning grab things to take to Nursing home after work. Remote I bought for the roommate, and snacking food. morning routine and off to work.

Realize that batteries are needed for the remote, so stop at dollar store. One register open, stand in line for half an hour. debit card reader will not work. Cashier says " do you have another payment method?". "No" would you like me to hold them while you go to the bank? "No, I would like my things after standing in line." well I can't fix the machine! In the mean time, the newly opened cash register is checking everyone thru WITH their debit card.

I think to myself " I wonder if common sense is part of the PHD program, since no one seems to have it anymore".


On to the hardware store next door, buy batteries at twice the price and rush to the NH for dinner time.

Found hubby walking the halls again. He is so pale! It takes me 3 tries to get his attention.
I have to take him by the hand to get him to his room, promosing him coffee when he gets there.

The aide drops and runs, and I sit down to help him with dinner.

Plastic wrap is the enemy of AZ patients! Craig cannot figure out why he cant pick up his roll.
I ask him if he wants me to put sugar and milk in his coffee. He says yes, but picks up the cup, with the lid still on, and tries to drink.

After several tries, I get him to put it down to take the lid off and 2 more tries before I get the sugar and milk in . I unwrap his food. he picks up the spoon, and tries to pick up food, but pushes it all over his tray, I cut it up with the fork, and he gets it onto the spoon, but can't maneuver it into his mouth and reverts to his fingers.

I am trying to get napkins into place to catch the overflow, and trying to convince him to try the spoon again.

Finally, he has had enough and gets up, walking in place again. Iask if he doesn't want to visit with me and he sits down, they lays back on the bed.

I place his pillow under his head, sit next to him and hold his hand. I remind him that I always said he had beautiful eyes, and that he should let the eye doctor get him glasses so he can see mine. he grabs my sleeve and stares at me. He says he likes my shirt. I tell him I got it in India when I was there. More blank stare.

Now up and walking again, I tell him I need to go home to make dinner for the boys.I ask for a kiss, and I get 2 ( and a grope).

Another day of watching him be ignored by the NH staff. I am so sad......