Ugg. I just woke up. This afternoon napping is not good for me. I feel awful. More coffee required
It’s been 2.5 days since I held my hands up & told mum I can’t fight her. I think she’s being selfish & her decisions are wrong, but I’m too tired to keep trying to make her use the zimmer. She is making that decision. I think it’s a bad decision but it’s her decision. Sure I’ve made a few comments “ nice zimmer you’re not using” etc, but mostly I’ve turned & walked out.
She refused to eat last night & I had no energy to force the issue, so we skipped dinner. I had a handful (or 20) of nuts lol
L the Physio side kick turned up today. I wasn’t up to playing nice with the visitor. I told her Mum is refusing to use the zimmer & I’ve given up the fight. She wants to make bad decisions, she will, fall sooner or later, but she is making that decision ... over to you & I walked out the room & shut the door
40 minutes later, she knocked on the door & asked me to join them. She repeated Mum is only to use the stick when someone is in the room. Mum was glaring at me. Told her Sam is just trying to keep you safe. More glaring. Seems Mum can’t even keep up the nice in front of others now. At least it’s been seen.
I get on with hanging washing, clearing things away. Mum puts out her hand & says “sorry, I’ve been horrid”.
Well, I sat down & she held my hand. We’ve had promises of being good etc. She probably just wants a full belly tonight but at least she said she will use the zimmer & the glaring & huffing stopped
Of course I’ve woken to see the zimmer planted at the end of the room, mums off upstairs & the stick is lying at the bottom of the stairs.
That promise didn’t last long