Lost her drawers

Today, as has been the norm for about 5 days, Moma was dying off and on all day. But about 12:30, I heard her walking through the house, and then sit down in a kitchen chair. I was in my room folding sheets. I heard this crazy laugh.....and "Hooooo Haaaaa" and so on. I walked toward the door, and she saw me and said, "Julie...come'ere" I walked in there and she started laughing again. I said, "What is it?" She said, "I've lost my drawers....and I can't find them!! (more laughter) I AIN'T GOT NONE ON!!!!!" And she began this psychotic laugh! I had to drag her to her room, telling her to put some on...."I ain't gone do it!" she said. I had to lie her back and put them on her and then make her sit up and pull them up. Not sure where that came from.

Trazadone?

I think I have this thing figured out. I looked up the Trazadone on the infamous Internet last night, and VOILA! Side effects include stomach pain. We have just recently begun giving it on a regular basis since she is no longer affected by Tylenol PM. AND....there is a drug interaction with Digoxin, which she takes. So.....I'm thinking, no more Trazadone. I clued my sister in and she is doing extensive research with her nurses at GRMC Home Health and Hospice.
I am getting better at being more observant on things like that, but I don't really want to be. I don't like medical stuff at all! You know sick people make me retreat to the hills. (Which is why I hate being sick, running from myself is work)

Day 4, chapter 16 of this continuing saga

Moma is up to about 4 dying spells a day now. But I think I have it figured out. She is either having major reflux problems, has another ulcer, or gall bladder troubles! So I am dosing her with Mylanta and Pepsid. Nothing exciting! More to come.

Irritated

Let's just say that I feel awful......and she is irritating. Enough said.

Matinee

At the present, Moma is performing a matinee of her latest dying act. I am sure there will be at least one more performance this evening (or early morning). She has "lost everything she ever had" and she "wants her money NOW". All this along with "Help me, Jesus.....help me" every other breath. A while ago, I heard her say (from the baby monitor) "You stay in here and watch my purse, and I'm going to find my sash". She came down to the kitchen where I was cleaning up from supper and she said, "Hey.....what's next?" Clever. Caught me off guard. I looked at her and said, "What do you mean?" She said, "Well, what are we supposed to do next?" My answer..."Go to bed".

Dying spell to end all dying spells....

No play by play details, I feel too bad. Got some sort of CRUD. Sore throat, LOTS of drainage, earache, and feel awful, but just know that if she has another dying spell like she did last night (or should I say this morning?), there won't be another one because I may stuff her pillow into her little toothless mouth and duct tape her body to the futon. It was truly an award winning performance.
Of course, today, she woke up like a spring chicken ....no aches, no pains, nothing. Ugh...

Rested

I am so rested. Spent the weekend with my long-time friend in Nashville. Believe it or not, this time last night (10:12 pm) we were just leaving the restaurant. I never eat supper that late, but we got a late start because I took a LONG nap! I normally nap (when I can, which is rare) with my earrings on so that I never really get comfortable, so I won't sleep long. But when I heard the first clap of thunder, I sat straight up in bed and took off my earrings, pulled up the covers and it was over. Four hours later.....we were scampering to get ready to go eat.
However, I came home to CRAZY! C-R-A-Z-Y....no joke. She is nutty as a fruitcake as my Daddy would say. When I came in she was eating a snack at the table. She began telling me how much she missed me and begging me not to ever go off again. It was sort of sweet. But then at supper, she asked what day Christmas day was on FOUR times. And it has gone downhill ever since. She has been "rearranging her room" and "cleaning up" as she put it. And tonight....I am "lady".