The Midnight Horror

My mom seems to have an issue with chronic Urinary Tract Infections.  Just as soon as she finishes one course of antibiotics and her behaviors level out to near "normal," she has another infection begin to brew.  It's frustrating for her and all of us who care for her.

She needs to drink more water; she refuses to drink water most of the time.  She prefers coffee which is the worst thing for her, it's dehydrating.  If I don't give her coffee, she becomes a colossal bitch.

I've learned that UTI's breed more easily when sugar or simple carbohydrates are ingested.  Now that my mom is at "school" all day, I can't really control her diet and make sure that she eats only fruits, vegetables and lean meats.

I've learned that restricting her diet to avoid UTI's and other weird behaviors, is also counterproductive because she becomes unhappy and has weird behaviors come on anyway because she's upset.

UTI's, odd behaviors and bad moods are a vicious cycle that I don't know how to fix so I say "screw it."  I let her have some sugar and simple carbohydrates in the form of a Peanut Butter and Jelly on Udi's Gluten Free bread.  She is always happy when she's eating her PB&J; they put her in a good mood.

I know that my mom has a UTI brewing; we tested her with a home UTI test kit by Azo.  The nurse from her Day Program used it yesterday and told me that she does have one coming on.

I knew it... she always forgets where the toilet is at night when she's got a UTI.

Last night, we had an issue, she couldn't find the bathroom.  She has a horrible habit of taking off her diaper in the middle of the night and then running through the house, with feces dropping out of her pie hole all over the carpeting.  The worst is when she steps in it and tracks it all over the house.

Last night at midnight, we had such an event occur.  It was the worst shit storm I have ever seen and had to clean up.  I feel horrible that my husband woke up and helped clean up the poop off the carpet while I cleaned all the crap off my mom's body; poop all over her feet, between her toes and all over her legs.

Cleaning her up, I gagged so much that I still feel the ill effects of dry heaving this morning.

It's time that my mom goes to a home.  I pray that a bed opens for her soon.

I am asking anyone who wants to pray for a bed to open for her to please pray, your prayers are welcomed!

Today, I'll look at more homes and get her on more lists.  Maybe the Law of Numbers will work in our favor and get my mom into a home sooner than later; this works for insurance companies, maybe it will work for me?

Never did I want to wipe my mom's ass, which I do every day now.  Cleaning up a large dump of human feces is something that I could never get used to doing; not for ANYONE... not even myself.  I chose to never have children because I didn't want to deal with poop and pee on a regular basis.  Who knew I'd have to deal with my mom's?  God help me.

Last night was a true horror.  Even after we cleaned up the mess and I went back to sleep, I had a nightmare that my mom had woken up and taken a huge dump in her closet.  I gagged in my dream; it woke me up.  I had to check the closet... it was just a dream caused by the midnight horror of trails of shit throughout my home.  God help us.

Hello God?  Are you listening to my prayers?  I really could use a miracle where my mom's concerned.