Another day dawns and all I can think about is mum... last night in my dreams there were fights and arguments with my sister and her kids.. I woke up very early this morning and feel shattered.
Yesterday was such a busy day... after work I went to Waitrose and bought mum some more bedding - I managed to get exactly the same duvet set as she currently has so I KNOW she will like it! plus sheets and then I shot home in time to wait in for the gas man.. whilst waiting I did some stock checking for the bike club items - we have our AGM on Sunday and I have to be ready for it.. so.. I began my preparations..
Gas man came, we THINK he has sorted the fridge out but he has to come back to fix the oven.. so, he's back on Monday. Whilst he was doing his thing I got all the ingredients weighed and measured ready to bake younger daughter's birthday cake... and when he left (after 3pm so just in time for the school run traffic!) I set off to fetch the items on order at Dunelm for mum's move downstairs... sis had texted to say the nurse was there and they were upping the morphine again.. and also that there are 2 new lumps appeared on mum, this time, on her left shoulder... she hasn't noticed them but sis has so, when I go tomorrow I shall have a look too... *sigh* Poor mum.
I got the duvet etc from Dunelm and made an impulse buy on some curtains and a pole for her as the ones I had reserved were boring so... fingers crossed that mum will approve... in all I spent over £300 on all the new bedding etc.. but we had discussed it beforehand so it was ok. I rang sis and explained that whilst mum shouldn't be thinking of such things, we need to think about things to come and the fact that we may need to change her bedding more so it was wise to get some sheets and pillowcases in for her. She doesn't need to know, they can be washed, dried and put away until we need them, but I deliberatly have bought identical sheets etc so that it isn't obvious. The less mobile she is the more marked her sheets are and I know she would be horrified if she realised, thankfully so far she hasn't noticed but that's because I whip the bedding off and wash it whilst she's downstairs watching tv ... haven't been able to do that since Saturday though as she was stuck upstairs - which is where she will remain until Thursday morning probably by which time I should have the curtain rail and new curtains up, the bed in situ and all made up, the dreaded commode in place and air freshners plugged in!
I spoke to sis about the commode too and told her I have bought a lidded nappy bucket so that, instead of struggling to carry a full commode bowl upstairs, we can simply empty outside into the bucket, put the lid on, clean the bowl and reinsert it, and then carry the bucket upstairs without fear of spillage or loss of balance and using one hand as mums stairs are not easy to manage whilst carrying stuff, plus, sis has terribly arthritic knees and hands so a bucket will be easier for her to cope with. She seemed horrified at the idea! Said perhaps we should get nappy sacks too???? How would that work? lol I wonder if there are disposable flushable commode liners that might do the trick - if not then I am definitely going to design and patent some!!!!
I am dreading moving mum downstairs... it is such an enormous step to make, and a statement of the nearing of the end too... further confirmation that death lurks cruelly around the corner...
I was reading something that says that we must always have hope and sometimes that hope is for comfort, peace and to be surrounded by those we love... so perhaps those are what my mum hopes for.
I have a card I want to write to her but the words aren't coming... I have told her repeatedly how much I love her, how sorry I am that she was upset about the missed phone calls back in May... how I had no idea she was ill and will never think of her as an old lady... I have thanked her for all the wonderful holidays and memories she has given me... for being such a wonderful mum... I have told her how I wish more than anything that I could make this all go away and fix it.. I've told her how I love my sister.. I've told her my future plans.. my hopes and dreams... my belief about her future... what heaven has in store for her... how fantastic it's going to be for her there... what joy she will have... and how it is something to look forward to.. she can be in no doubt that I mean everything I have said.. she knows I shall love and look after her darling dog, Charlie for her... (that will be fun!).. she knows I will make sure that all her wishes are carried out as she has directed... she knows I shall do everything properly and fairly.. she knows she can trust me... she has seen my girls and knows they love her and how much they love one another and me too...
For all these things, I am thankful. For I know that my mum will slip away one day, secure in the knowledge that she need not worry for us.. that she can rest easy knowing she has done a good job, left a wonderful legacy of love and memories...
I hope it brings her peace of mind as she faces these coming weeks.. for I now think it is only a matter of a few weeks...
I am going to ring the hospice nurses today and ask them their views.. and advice about the move downstairs... it is so sad, but also, hopefully, will be the right thing for mum.. I hope she won't regret the decision to come down... it means such a massive change to personal care etc... and mentally is a huge huge thing... selfishly I wish my sister was going to have to deal with the first few days of it all, lol, but she will not , it is up to me this time.. and I need to prepare myself to get on and do the very very best I can... because my mum deserves nothing less than the very very best.