Weak, weaker, weakest

Let's start with that two half people are also one whole. This has been working for about five to six weeks. This is why I didn't write for a few weeks.

Suddenly, my mother was barely able to walk and had a lot of pain throughout her body.

We know us and call a doctor, no, it didn't have to. Must be a flu or something, will pass by itself. Well, no so. Still, but to the general practitioner, blood shots and in terms of the complaints, the general practitioner was right. Acute muscle rheumatism. It's a good thing she has a dog, otherwise she wouldn't have come out of her lounge chair all day long, so are her words. That is almost immediately the only thing she does. Walking the dog, eating, sleeping, little in the house doing what still works, dog out, sleeping, eating, trying to do what, dog out and sleep soon. The latter does not work very well either. She wavers on her legs like a drunk woman. So weak on her flaccid legs. People can still think something when she walks the afternoon and evening round

Everyone says I have to take care of myself and I do my best, but of course she needs a lot of help and so I'm there at least three times a week. Yes, my body is also getting weaker every week and my worn knees are overloaded and that's how my doctor gave me a prednisone cure to stay on my feet. “Welcome to the club,” my mom said, because she also has it and reduces that to 5 mg a day. Next week, check with the doctor and my doctor gave me a pep talk, because the first months are the hardest and then suddenly she will have to start feeling a little better. Let me believe that, as a guide.

Who is weakest at the moment, I have no idea. We have to laugh at each other happy and that saves a lot. She is not demanding either, the days are not fixed and the dog also likes to play with his flippie (see photo). That's on the agenda for one these days, just like the regular household stuff I do for her.