Most of you know my father was diagnosed with Parkinson's and related dementia. We are keeping him at home.
She's worried about money. They got killed in the market and Dad's supplies cost.
She needs certain things to care for him properly. They will make her life much easier. She needs to buy incontinence pads in bulk and some hospital gowns, sippy cups, a vinyl bib, Depends, and a few back-closing tees.
I picked up sippy cups at Walmart. 6 disposables (that can be re-used) for about $5. "What am I going to do with 6?!" "Mom, they were cheaper than buying one." They have two handles and Dad will be able to grasp them easily. We can stick a hole in a top for a straw. It increases his independence.
I am doing their linens and Dad's garments. I am doing their food shopping. I am schlepping stuff from Staten Island to Ti and back.
She is so stressed she can't think.
Make said to me, "Do what you need to do. It's easier to get forgiveness than permission."
I just ordered the stuff she needs on-line and it should get there Thursday or Friday. She'll reimburse us or not. Well, she will, but after a lot of moaning.
I'm heading down again tomorrow. Once more into the breach.
A big bright spot is how Dad lights up when I'm there. He loves me.