I am trying to maintain a sense of humor and joy.
I've a nasty migraine and just want to rest quietly. However, I've got Mum to care for. Please don't misunderstand me. I don't begrudge caring for her. It seems though on the days like this she needs more from me. A reminder to bathe, to brush her teeth. She has virtually no appetite so I need to be certain she eats and drinks adequately. It's a lovely day out. I'd like to take her outside for some fresh air and sunshine while I putter in the yard but the bright sun and any small effort makes my head ache and my stomache nausea. I love her dearly and want her to be happy but fear that time is not our friend and that sooner than either of us would like I'll need to put her care in some else's hands. Writing this makes weep.