Jambalaya

This genuinely will be quick because I’m really tired.

Mum once again felt ill this morning, complaining of stomach pain, head pain, nausea, urinary frequency, and everything else that plagues her. I think she wanted me to call the doctor, but she has meds and just needs to let them work so I didn’t make the call.

By late morning mum felt better enough to get up, but her headache hung around for most of the day. I’m starting to suspect it’s at least partly a medication overuse headache now, so I’ve told mum there will be no more painkillers for at least a week. Mum agrees with this decision now, but I think the next few mornings might be even more difficult than usual when she asks for pain relief and I say no.

This afternoon the reps of the new care agency came round. Mum and I both liked them and there were a number of shared interests: I will just say that many cat photos were shared. 😸

I have some paperwork to fill out, and the first respite visit will be early next year.

This afternoon I decorated the Christmas tree. I thought mum might help, but she just sat and watched me. She did say the tree looks nice now it’s done, though.

For dinner I decided to treat myself to jambalaya, which mum tolerates because I love it. This time I used pre-cooked rice to make it faster to cook, and it worked well enough that I think I’ll always do it that way from now on. Then I had chocolate brownie ice cream: I couldn’t get the lid off, and mum’s efforts left it squashed beyond use, so I had to eat all of it. (It’s a fine excuse, I feel.)

So there you go. Owl be back same time tomorrow.