You ever have those people in your life that you wish would be easier to get along with? Maybe they chew too loud at the table, perhaps they slurp their drink or soup, or maybe they even tell you everything they think about you at the wrong time.
I have Ms. Daisy. A wonderful lady, but a lady who is very hard to handle sometimes.
Ms. Daisy acts the way she does because she feels loved when you do things for her. I'm starting to realize that if you don't do things right, she'll continue to not trust you.
I've been taking care of Ms. Daisy's medicine for a few months now. She's got an illness that effects her memory and she kept forgetting to take her medicine, or take too much.
One time I didn't have her pills filled when they needed to be. She called me, and I rushed over and fixed the problem. I asked her to say something if that ever happened again, because I cannot always keep track of when I was over to fill her pills (because I may see her several times in a week, but only fill the pills once). She ran out again a few weeks later, and instead of saying something she just waited for me to come over. So.. her medication was all messed up for the day.
Why do I care? It's an ego thing, I know. One of the family members who was taking care of her medicine is taking care of so many other things in Ms. Daisy's life they are not able to keep up with the meds. The other family member won't help. Doesn't want the responsibility perhaps.. so I decided to help out with her meds. Lately her medicine has been helping her, her test results have been doing well. I guess I've puffed up my "chest" about it.
So this morning I get a call, bright and early I might add, that she needs a pill. Now, this pill is the same pill that she complains doesn't work like it should. I fill all her pills up the same, so if she's missing one she'd be missing all of her pills. So I asked Ms. Daisy if she had any pills this morning. She said she did, but that one particular pill was not in the slot for today. I have a hard time believing that.
This is a woman who can't remember what pills she's even on. Has a list of meds that I gave her quite some time ago, but doesn't remember that she has the list. I really struggle with giving her pills when I really think she already took the medicine and just didn't realize it.
This particular pill (which again, she said doesn't work) won't hurt her if she takes too much, but what do we do when she says she didn't take a pill that actually DOES make a difference in her health? I struggle.
I cannot wait until Ms. Daisy goes to a facility that will help regulate her pills. That is coming soon and I will be very relieved. Perhaps she cannot say that anymore, but I'm sure she'll find some way to let me know that I've messed up.
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