tough weekend

Monday came none too soon for us. This was a very difficult weekend.

Lisa went out shopping with her mother before fully recovering from a cold, and she tends to overexert herself when she's with her mother. This overexertion threw her into exhaustion, which in turn made her nearly incoherent and unable to care for herself for several days.

She thought that her spaced-out condition was from the cough syrup that I had bought, but I've taken it too with no ill effects. It was exhaustion that made her that way. The cough syrup kept her out of the hospital but didn't make her incompetent.

The weekend felt, in retrospect, like a test run for the day when we are both old and senile.

It reminded me of the good old bad old days when Lisa needed me to care for her every need. Food spills, drink spills, cigarette burns, broken dishes and constant monitoring of her actions (or inaction). "What are you trying to do?" "Why did you do that?" "Are you OK?" "Wake up, you need to cough - you sound like you are underwater." "Are you done in there? I need to use the toilet." "Hey, are you done? I still need the bathroom." "Are you done? I still need the bathroom, please."

She is feeling better today and so am I. Last night I forced myself to leave her be so that I could get some sleep. Occasional loud crashes prompted me to get up to sweep and mop up a couple of times.

I'm trying so hard to keep my mood up, but it is difficult.