Momma, the Farmer & the Electrician..

Ok y’all today was another Good day…(It’s good to have a couple of them after a couple of bad one’s.)

Momma was in top form today.  I got a cell-phone call from the Farmer (while I was on my way over to his house, okay, I MAY have overslept, and hung out with the Electrician who had the day off, a little longer than necessary).  the Farmer wanted to know if I was coming over…uhm…DUH…I told him I was a few minutes away and would be there soon. 

I screeched into the driveway and the bell was going off in the house (hehehe).  I went in and got a cup of coffee and talked to the Farmer for a few minutes and then went into give Momma her med’s.  She was SNORRING, so I woke her up and gave her meds and put her back down.  I went in and told the Farmer I really didn’t want to get her up because for once she was actually sleeping.  He agreed, so we sat and chatted for a while.

Now maybe I am wrong, but between you and me, I think the Farmer misses me on days I’m not there, you see I stayed home yesterday and it was just the Farmer and Momma.  While this may seem strange, I believe maybe the Farmer is seeing what I see.

Momma can’t do the things for herself that she used to be able to do.  I know this.  It’s hard for him to accept the changes. 

I fixed breakfast and then went and woke Momma up, and man, I’m here to tell you, she was full of good cheer.  I got her up, bathed and dressed and then we went to her chair and gave her breakfast.  Momma was in rare form today, the Farmer’s leg is bothering him and I told him to go lay down for awhile, and me n Momma had a little party.    She is having trouble eating in a reasonable amount of time.  (She falls asleep, or gets distracted).  Well, I got her butt up and did some laps around the living room, dining room (oops we had a potty break), and then back to the kitchen so we could wash her hair (the Farmer said she had been scratching at her head),  we accomplished all that and then…back to the chair. 

Momma and I did some exercises today and she was very receptive today, it was the most I have seen her participate in the past week.   I know I’m new at this Parkinson’s thing, but I really wish I could get a handle on it.  Sometimes, Momma is so good and other times she is so “not-with-it” .  I guess I’m just scared, because hey this is my Momma, and I don’t want to see the Farmer in pain.  When I left they were okay, but the Farmer needs to know that if he needs me I’m there….

On another note, when I came home today (the Electrician had the day off), we had talked about putting the Christmas tree up this weekend (last year the Electrician was on the road and I pretty much decorated the house by myself), I came home to the tree up (not decorated) but my house was decorated…Uhm..ok, call me a softy (uhm…Sally, woosh, uhm, I can’t describe the feeling).  The Electrician had cleaned (and I mean Cleaned) my house finished ALL of the laundry and had worked on the bathroom (that’s a post for another day).  The Electrician did all this because he loves me, and he loves the Farmer and Momma (that’s why he let’s me do what I do cuz, y’all I don’t make any money HE does). 

My life, while may be full of different aspects, it’s full of Love, Family and friends.  By the way, my Best friend is is the Electrician., he understands me, knows me, and still Loves me.  Thankful…ya’ll have no idea……

 

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