The physical aspect of taking care of myself is a different story. Easier said than done. I have neglected myself to the point of distraction. I walk around in yesterday's clothes, unwashed hair and old make-up. I also tend to stay in pajama bottoms most of the time and I've become a bit of a slob My daughter has found cheese and peanut butter in my hair. I found a Cheeto in my bra once and I've had popcorn fall from several shirts when changing clothes. I guess I'm part chipmunk. I've looked in the mirror many times to see mascara smudged under my eyes or streaked over my temples. Once when driving my parents to a doctor appointment I realized I was still wearing slippers! I had to drop them off and drive 10 miles back to the house to get shoes.
I have also found all sorts of food stuffs under my nails. I quit having mani-pedis when we moved here. That may have been a mistake. I tend to treat my nails as though they are screwdrivers, pan scrapers or food testers. When I had pretty nails they were pampered. I stopped cutting my hair. This wasn't my plan. I just needed to find a place to go to in the new area. I still haven't figured that out. No time. My hair has grown out in it's natural color and with gray streaks since I also stopped coloring it. I pull it back constantly, but because I can never remember to carry scrunchies, I frequently have pens, pencils or shish kabob skewers stuck in ersatz buns.
As expected my mind has begun failing. I walk out of a room to retrieve something from another room, but by the time I get to the second room I've already forgotten what I was going there for. I forget entire thoughts when talking to someone and rarely ever remember what they were. I even searched for almost 15 minutes once for my glasses...I was WEARING them!!! I have left tasks half finished when I forget I was doing them in the first place, sort of like having selective ADD. I'll go back into a room to find a deserted vacuum, iron, half folded laundry, abandoned projects or tools. I have not only forgotten to take showers, but I am notorious for putting off running to the bathroom. I do, however, brush and floss my teeth daily and go to the dentist twice a year. So I might look deranged, but I have a nice smile.
|Ewe's not fat, Ewe's fluffy!|
There are so many things to do for my parents. There's a lot to do all the time. The list never gets finished. Laundry, housekeeping, cooking, grocery shopping, prescriptions, doctor's appointments and trips to the Dairy Queen keep me very busy. The reminders to care for myself did not fall on deaf ears, but I have my own errands, appointments, cooking, cleaning, etc. to do for myself and my family. I need to pay attention to myself. Like I am going to remember to do that! But even if I'm not dressed well or have my wits about me, I think I'm hanging in there with the care-giving gig. I can always take a shower tomorrow!