Thursday 2/24/22

8:07am I was up and in my chair by six. I was still very sleepy so I slept until breakfast. I had biscuits and gravy with hot cereal. For drinks I had oj and two cups of coffee. I am fairly awake now but not doing very well. I think I had at least three incontinence episodes by now. I can’t get help because the aids are taking care of breakfast trays. So I’m sitting in urine. What a way to wake up in the morning.

I didn’t get to bed until late. I didn’t mind because I stayed up reading. I had a decent night with few of the usual problems that keep me up. I slept well with no nightmares. I must of been very tired.

I called Chocolatechip after breakfast. Nobody knocked on her door last night. Good, maybe they are getting tired of it I said. She sounded kind of tired like she just got out of bed. But she said she was ready to take trash to the white. I don’t think she slept all that great. I said I’m not doing too good because of the incontinence episodes. Told her I couldn’t get help because the aids were taking care of breakfast. She said they should have a floater. a person who takes care of patients while the other aids are busy. I said that’s a good idea but they don’t have that here.

That was the extent of our conversation. I thought an  aid was coming in to change me but no such luck. After talking to Chocolatechip I resigned myself to the fact that they will eventually get to me. I just have to have patience. After all, I’m not the only patient in this nursing home.

I’m doing ok now. I’m above the dirt. I had my morning meds and fed I even had two cups of hot coffee. I just wish I could get changed. Otner than that life is good.