Hubby woke up during the night wanting to go to the bathroom. He was confused and tried to get into the closet. Luckily, I had a night table beside the bed and against the closet door. I am not sure if he had gotten the closet door open, what he would have done.
We discussed what had happened this morning and he said, he knew it was the closet but just couldn't find the bedroom door. I basically had to wake him up to get back into the right direction and find his way.
He couldn't find the pillows to lay down on and kept moving up and down the side of the bed to try and lay down. Most of his nights are spent sleeping sitting on the side of the bed.
His kidneys at the end of January are now at 21%, so they are slowing going down.
His appetite has changed so much, following the renal diet is hard. I try the different receipes but he is a meat and potatoes guy and doesn't like sauces, pasta, rice.
Some days like today, I want to throw everything up in the air and scream. Maybe that will make me feel better, but then the neighbors will be concerned what happened.
He had a heart attack, triple bypass, stroke, passmaker/defib, diabetes. So some of the problems come from the stroke, but what makes things worse is some days are like he was never sick and other days, this is not my husband. He is just so confused and not sure.
Talking with family doesn't always help. Because when the kids visit they don't see how he is. We have one daughter and grandson living with us, which does help. She works for a doctor who helps to explain stuff, but she is in denial (which she has been told is not good for her or us). She wants to donate her kidney to her stepdad (my husband) but can't since her BMI is around 40. So, is planning on getting some stomach surgery to help. That converns me, not that I need something else to be worried about.
Now, I just seem to be going all over, but .......
We discussed what had happened this morning and he said, he knew it was the closet but just couldn't find the bedroom door. I basically had to wake him up to get back into the right direction and find his way.
He couldn't find the pillows to lay down on and kept moving up and down the side of the bed to try and lay down. Most of his nights are spent sleeping sitting on the side of the bed.
His kidneys at the end of January are now at 21%, so they are slowing going down.
His appetite has changed so much, following the renal diet is hard. I try the different receipes but he is a meat and potatoes guy and doesn't like sauces, pasta, rice.
Some days like today, I want to throw everything up in the air and scream. Maybe that will make me feel better, but then the neighbors will be concerned what happened.
He had a heart attack, triple bypass, stroke, passmaker/defib, diabetes. So some of the problems come from the stroke, but what makes things worse is some days are like he was never sick and other days, this is not my husband. He is just so confused and not sure.
Talking with family doesn't always help. Because when the kids visit they don't see how he is. We have one daughter and grandson living with us, which does help. She works for a doctor who helps to explain stuff, but she is in denial (which she has been told is not good for her or us). She wants to donate her kidney to her stepdad (my husband) but can't since her BMI is around 40. So, is planning on getting some stomach surgery to help. That converns me, not that I need something else to be worried about.
Now, I just seem to be going all over, but .......
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