- One reality is that we can’t stretch a 24-hour day.
- A second reality is that–and we all know this, but easier said than done, those entrusted with caregiving must take care of themselves.
- A third reality: it’s hard not to push ourselves….just this one time or just a little bit more…but it’s not good for us if it must continue over an extended period.
- And the last reality–at least for me–is that my time for keeping up with my blog remains in short supply for the time being.
Having set mental markers in my head to warn me of when my ability to remain helpful to anyone, even myself, is at risk–I have asked for help several times since my husband’s surgery to replace his aorta and mitral valves on February 4.
While we planned to go to the Southwest the beginning of April and had been cleared by doctors to go, there was a serious issue connected with the surgery, that hospitalized my husband on April 1st….and he is still hospitalized, although we’re hoping he can come home in a few days.
So the help I now need is finding a bit of time for myself–something I’ve done to a small extent each week. Yet as this hospital routine continues, and time walking, running, taxi-ing, bus-ing back and forth to the hospital continues to eat up time, I need more rest or unassigned time, as well as time to prepare for his homecoming.
With no family members east of the Rockies, the ultimate caregiving responsibility is mine. Good friends are a blessing and have been wonderful. With many friends in the counseling profession like myself, there’s a certain supportive understanding that most people don’t have.
For now I take a break from my blog and will get back when I can….hoping it will be soon.
I’m glad you are taking this time for yourself—very wise! We will look forward to your return!
I’m definitely trying—but I’ve learned something. It’s difficult–very– to change medical professionals and protocols we’re used to. The relationship and trust are built on years and a history together are are invaluable. Something to think about when moving aging parents–not to mention moving a beloved spouse.That’s a reason it will take longer than I thought for me to get back to my blog. I spend some nights in his hospital room to be certain all is taken care of in a timely manner.