Heather and David and the kids are here for the weekend. Today we all visited Mom and Dad in the nursing home. The activities department had 4th of July celebration stuff out on the patio/atrium. Mom called me about 10:30 and asked when we were coming in. She said it had been a rough morning for her because Dad had been very stubborn with the caretakers at the nursing home. We got there around 12:30 and got hot dogs to eat from the patio lunch set-up and took them in to eat in Mom and Dad's room. They had their lunch in their as well. A CNA was feeding Dad when we got there and she asked if I wanted to finish feeding him, which I did. As I was sitting there with him I thought that I was smelling urine. When he finished eating, the nurse came in to empty his urine bag. I told her that I smelled urine and when she opened his pants to empty his bag I found that he was soaking wet again. This time it was mostly on his underwear and his hernia support belt. It was on in a "cattywhompus" fashion and was pulling the faceplate away from his body and it had been loosened enough that it was leaking. The support belt was soaked! Long story short, I got him undressed and changed the appliance with the supplies that I had in his room while the nursing was looking for the supplies on the floor. She never did find them as the person in charge of those supplies was not working that day. She brought something that wasn't the correct faceplate but she watched how to change it since she didn't know how. She said that the night shift did the change. Somehow the Unit Manager was notified of what had happened and she came in to talk to me. She apologized to me and said that I did not need to do that...they would have done it for me and all I needed to do was come and find her. I explained that I wasn't upset and that I just wanted to clean him up and get it done and it was a love thing for me to be able to do it. I did ask for help getting him dressed.
While we were visiting, Josiah asked Grandma if she like her new home. She said that it was good and the people were very nice. She added that they were there because it helped Nana not to have to do so many things that were making her too tired. As I thought about that statement, I realized the depth of my mother's love for me. She was "blooming where she was planted" and making the very best of her situation with no complaints because she loved her daughter!!
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