Saturday, March 24 (3:00pm)

So far so good.. well, for the most part.

Kerrie’s 9:00am med’s made me a little nervouse.. she has a ton of them and one of them is for her blood pressure. If her blood pressure is below a certain level she’s not supposed to get it, but I don’t know how to check her blood pressure. Learned it in a college class, a million years ago, and Mom and Kerrie tried to show me when she first got sick.. but I’m pretty bad at it. Didn’t know what to do.. if her pressure was too low, and I gave it to her, it could be bad.. too high, and I didn’t give it to her, it could be bad.. so, hands a little shaky, I gave it to her.

Speech Therapy  is at 11:00am.. so have to get her washed, dressed and out of bed by 10:30, then let her eat and brush her teeth. Dressing was an adventure. Couldn’t get her shirt down right and I was afraid I was hurting her, so I asked her if it hurt. She looked at me with this funny look and said, “I’m not saying a word!”.

“Come on Kerrie.. you have to tell me if it hurts, so I know I’m doing it wrong and I’ll stop.”

“I will tell you, or I will not tell you, as I feel appropriate!”

This made me laugh so hard I couldn’t stop laughing.. even when it was obvious it hurt.

Got her out of bed, breakfast, brushed the teeth.. two minutes to spare. Then.. we waited, and waited and waited. No Speech Therapist. Finally, at 1:00pm, she just didn’t look like she could take sitting up anymore so I put her back in bed. Two minutes later, guess who showed up at the door? I was not about to make her get back up, so they did her Speech Therapy while she was sitting up in bed. She impressed me, and the Therapist, with word retrieval and saying very difficult words. I was out of the room, so I wouldn’t interfere, but was listing on the monitor upstairs. Every time she did something difficulty I was silently cheering and dancing around 🙂

For the moment, she’s back in bed.. I managed the 1:00pm meds by 2:00pm and have some of the house work done. Hopefully, the rest of the day will run smoothly and when Mom comes home she’ll be able to relax.

Hope Kerrie forgives me for the shirt incident 🙂

 Jenn