What in the heck was I thinking? First of all why did I think it was a good idea to put Mom in the recliner in the morning? And then why did I think that I could get Mom from the recliner to the wheelchair? I have only done that one time and it was very early in the day and I had not had that "healthy" fruit bar laden with sugar, and I had not had that square of "healthy" dark chocolate that also has sugar in it, all of which do wonders at zapping my strength!!
Well here is what happened, when Louis got home I had the great idea of letting Mom sit in the recliner because I do love having her out here with me even though I KNOW that this disease thrives on you not sticking to the schedule. So of course, Mom wakes up unhappy and needing to be changed. And I can't wait til Louis gets up because of the fear of bedsores so here I go. I put on my back belt, lean over and grab Mom's gait belt, ignoring my legs that are screaming, "I can't do it ... too much sugar!!" One, Two ... One ... okay lets try it again .. One, Two, Three, swing, and we hover somewhere with half her butt on the chair and half on the wheelchair. Since the wheelchair is higher than the chair (not an ideal situation for a transfer which I also know) I resign myself to lowering her to the floor. And then I have to wake Louis up to help. And as always he was wonderful, saying, "I will be right there!". When he got there you could see the tenseness in her face melt away as she looked at him, probably thinking, thank goodness someone that knows what they are doing!! I love you Louis, I could not do this without you!!
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