In the six years I've been doing this I've learned some things that A) I never dreamed I would need to, B) if given a choice I'd probably prefer NOT to, and C) won't likely ever list on on a resume.
-The phrase "patience of a saint" is an absolute truism, and I am NO Mother Teresa.
- adult diapers are WAY different than baby ones
- what a drug "tier" is
- a mess in a bucket is always preferable to a mess...well, ANYWHERE else
- to ALWAYS check pockets, sleeves, the insides of pillowcases, underwear, etc before starting a load of wash
- to ALWAYS check random clumps of tissues/napkins/paper towel for hidden objects (ie dentures) before tossing them in the trash
- that the word "SLOW" is an insufficient term
- how to interpret "dementia speak"... Eg. "Get me (mmfbbr..unintelligible) hose" = "I'd like a straw in my soda."
Oh I could go on, but now I have to go get MIL some lunch.....which brings up another one...
- there is no such thing as "free time"
So - the conclusion - what works best for some, may not work best for you.
- no matter how bad things seem, there is someone else "out there" going through worse
and...
- no matter how bad things seem, they're probably going to get worse
Finding the humor in it all is what keeps me going. That and the sense of power I get every time I tug on a pair of vinyl gloves.
lol , my aunt hasnt seen me in days and shes out of meds . wrong on both counts. this is humorous , what your doing is not ..