Today is the first day of Spring, March marks my entrance
to my third year of caring for Mom. She has vascular dementia.
She was recently admitted to the hospital for a bad UTI,
then a month in a skilled care facility for some recovery time.
Now she is home again, but I fear not the same.
She is extremely week and can not focus.
In the past when she would get up for the day she would have
such a sweet countenance..."looks like a pretty day" ,that is no longer the case. It may change with some time and some healing
but I need to wrap my head around the fact that this may be our new reality.
Can I just say, I don't like it.
I find myself getting frustrated with her and making myself angry.
I can't understand the fact that she can't understand.
It is sometimes like I am speaking a foreign language to her.
Send me your good thoughts, your good wishes,
your prayers, your good karma, your happy thoughts.
Whatever you believe in...I'll take it.
I don't want to be
ANGRY GIRL
Thank God Spring is here!
