3 years out for me. I thought I was handling it all so well. It was a blur and bad decision after bad decision. Life is finally settling in a good way. I too was on the verge of a diabetes diagnosis. I now go to a bootcamp and eat better than I have in 20 years. It is really hard to take...
the va, after measuring you, and knowing home circumstances will choose your chair. As things change for you, the will add and delete attachments....tablet or phone holder, trilogy mount, attendant control, roho cushion, etc
One day at a time, Becky. Steve got pretty cruel also. Remember, its the disease. It still hurts but its the changes from the disease. Sending you lots of hugs.
P.s. No one in Steves family would write an obituary....it took me 5 months.
I kept my own notes of things I saw that Steve wouldnt admit to unless asked. Holding the wall when walking for example...multiple attempts to stand, etc. Then I brought the notes with me. I was trained to use his breathing machines, check stats, etc. I worked with the dietician on food...
I have new hobbies, I am dating, I am religious about my self care....there are many things Julien and I do that are new for us. I laugh a lot, I smile, I enjoy a lot about my new life but some days that "feeling" just takes over.