Trust

(Geoff writes) Being at home is great for Susan. She has visitors coming and going most of the time, friends and neighbors, nurses and social workers. So I have been kicked out of the house more than once to do "my stuff". That's a good thing. Yesterday I went on a longish bike ride, guilt free.

Today UPS dropped off two giant boxes full of stuff that the VNA ordered for us, way more than I have room to store in this little house. There're boxes of surgical gloves, bed pads, mouth swabs, ointments, and more. I'll have to make room somewhere. Hmm, in the empty hot tub? Maybe the back of my pickup truck? How 'bout the shower that no one uses?

All of the visitors from today have left (four in total) and I am about to gather things for supper. I don't know what she'll eat tonight, or how much. Last night we had home made pizza that P&J brought. It was very good but after only a few bites Susan nearly did a face plant and slept right through the Celtics game. It must've been the two sips of red wine she had! I finished it for her. The pizza, not the wine.

Tomorrow the VNA nurse comes and I may learn some more care giver tricks. Never did I expect to have to learn how to make a bed with someone in it, or change their clothes, or other things that she cannot do by herself. I'm ok with these things mostly because Susan is ok with them also. I'm still not proficient, but I'm getting better, and she must trust me. Now I have to wake her and see if she wants some home made soup that Suzie brought!

So, as Susan says,

Love you all. Take care of each other.