Entry: Day 2.. Is No Better Thursday, March 02, 2006



I don't know how he does this. I jumped out of bed half awake and switched laundry. Got his medicine that he'd already taken. Forgot my own medicine until I went back and checked it... a habit I developed.

Breakfast. First I tried to make him coffee. No. Espresso. The water gizmo ran out half way through the small cup so I tried to make more but it didn't work. Wouldn't pump the water or something. So, I brought him what I did get made and explained the problem. He came out and made it work. AND.. since I made his needs a priority I hadn't even started coffee so he did.

I couldn't find the bacon. I feel like I'm in a stranger's kitchen and essentially I am. He had to tell me where to find it and then I tried to cut the frozen bacon in half since I couldn't seperate pieces for us. It's smaller than usual so the pieces were small. Only problem is, when I tried to cut the bacon I busted my finger open again.

Not wanting to bleed all over the food I tried to cook with one hand. Bandaid you might ask? Allergic. So, with my left hand I'm now burning the bacon, which, because it's smaller started to resemble bite sized pork skins than a slice of bacon. Burnt ones for that matter. Eggs were over done as I went to put the toast in with one hand and it had never been opened. This bread is double wrapped too.

Cleaning chemicals hurt so I was cleaning with one hand too. Breakfast was served with a fair amount of tears cause I was sure it was horrible. I was trying to shove food in my mouth and go change laundry between bites and he finally told me to stop, eat breakfast with him and get a cup of coffee. I've settled down some and offered a snack.

I just felt it extremely important to put his needs first and get breakfast to him as fast as I could get it to him instead of taking my time. He went so long yesterday without eating and without his diabetic medicine until evening. Plus they told me that if you take it without eating it will make your sugar levels drop so I was rushing, rushing and bumbling trying to hurry up and get him breakfast.

He's already asked how I am going to cook the pork chops I have out. Damn!! I just ate breakfast I have no idea about food in the evening. I'm waiting for snack time for him but he has his nuts and then of course lunch. And, I've got one load of laundry folded and put away and.. Had one cup of coffee too! I only fell once and he could only helplessly watch. I'm used to it but suddenly he can't protect me and has to just let me do as I do and fall as I might ... and learn that I will be okay.

OH and.. watched Bo Bice on television!

   3 comments

Seamus
March 21, 2006   11:35 AM PST
 
Hope everyone is recovering ok! Just droppin' in to say HI! :)
Shannon
March 4, 2006   11:30 AM PST
 
Darlin, you are so terribly hard on yourself. While I understand your desire to hurry to get him some food (I'm a diabetic as well)...I'm sure taking a few extra minutes would not have hurt. Make sure to keep some OJ on hand, so that way should his levels get to low, he can drink a bit of that to help him bring it back up.

You will be okay, no matter how often you fall, that's because you got a big heart and are willing to try. That's what you got to remember. You aren't rolling over and not doing what needs to be done.

Big hugs to you, chin up and all that and take your time. There's no prize at the end of it all. Just a good time getting there ;)
Andrea
March 2, 2006   08:51 PM PST
 
I changed my blog addy chica :)

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