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All my lovely intentions of keeping up with LJ keep falling to the wayside. I think a part of it is that it's just so quiet here.
Life is.... life. I'm still caretaking full time for my grandmother, which is trying, but we're all pushing through. Frankly, the worst of it is seeing how the disease has eaten away her mind, her personality, everything that she is. But I'm glad that she is with family and in a loving environment, even if she's getting to where she doesn't know who we are more and more often.
Our state-provided help literally only consists of an agency sending out someone for about 30 minutes to an hour, five days a week. They help put her on the toilet, and give her a bath twice a week. They help with some of her supplies as well, bringing out diapers and such.
Life is.... life. I'm still caretaking full time for my grandmother, which is trying, but we're all pushing through. Frankly, the worst of it is seeing how the disease has eaten away her mind, her personality, everything that she is. But I'm glad that she is with family and in a loving environment, even if she's getting to where she doesn't know who we are more and more often.
Our state-provided help literally only consists of an agency sending out someone for about 30 minutes to an hour, five days a week. They help put her on the toilet, and give her a bath twice a week. They help with some of her supplies as well, bringing out diapers and such.