We saw the neurologist today. When Mom was in the SNF and would complain about feeling “quivery inside,” when her hands shook as she tried to hold a glass of water, when she couldn’t keep from bouncing her feet constantly… I kept thinking, “It’s OK, Dr. O will help her with this.”
Dr. O spent all of five minutes with us, and when I described Mom’s complaint about feeling quivery inside, she merely nodded and said “It happens.” The medication Mom was taking at bedtime before for restless legs made her too sleepy (so it was difficult to get her out of bed before 10:00 or 11:00 a.m.), and we agreed not to put her back on that unless the restless legs become intolerable. We are going to try increasing her dosage of Sinemet to see if that helps the tremors — but Dr. O said the caregivers will have to watch her closely because if the increased dose is too high for her body, the tremors will get worse instead of better. So grateful she lives in this small board and care home with attentive staff who WILL notice any changes. Otherwise I’d be back to camping out with her almost 24/7.
I was a little disappointed by the lack of attention we got from Dr. O, but I guess it’s a good sign that she wasn’t too worried about any of what we reported. And Mom was happy to get home. Short trips in the car still wear her out, and she dozed off in her recliner almost as soon as we got her in it. I kissed her forehead and headed out…
… And five minutes later I was ringing the door bell again, after having phoned AAA because my car wouldn’t start. Turned out to be a dead battery, and one hour and $126 later I was back on the road. So thankful it didn’t happen until AFTER I got Mom home! It’s warm and muggy today, and I can’t imagine making Mom sit in the car (or in her wheelchair in a parking lot) for an hour. Much better that I got to spend most of that hour sitting by her side in air conditioned comfort.
(Sh)it happens… But it could always be worse. And we get through it, together.