Caregiver meltdown and other stories

Silly me, I finally had what I like to refer to as "caregiver meltdown". It is quite interesting being on the flip side of your loved one and wanting to take away their frustration and pain. Paul got out of the land of ICU and moved to the 7th floor where healing dreams can come true or that is what I am sure all of us would wish. He was tired from the move, but in true Paul fashion he received many loving guests today. Thank you all for coming and bringing your love and lovely selves.
I felt so badly for wearing down and letting my guard down around Mr P. I had a healing conversation with Ashley. So the meltdown was taken care of by another caregiver!! I suppose that is the way the world works, right? Thanks Ashley for listening. You do it so well.
Back in Paul's room, I debated setting up to stay the night. An angel woman named Debra came in and asked me if I wanted to stay as I was packing up to leave. She asked if my back and age could take the cot and brought me all the right stuff to stay and have a comfortable night with Paul. I am thinking she must have known I had a caregiver moment and sent the voice of mom's reasoning to me. I hope she hangs around some more to do that for Paul. I like to believe that the right people come around at the right time. Ok more like I needed a very down to earth soul to come around and tell me to keep my ass here where Paul needs me.
He had a benadryl shot to relieve the itching and it helped him to sleep. He is restless though and I can tell it is hard for him to be comfortable. I wish I could take his place for the night at least although he might not want to trade for the cot. He just asked me if I was blogging. So yes, he is in and out of his sleep. Now I am hearing a little snoring, so that's good.
His blood pressure is good, they are checking all of his dressings and cleaning and changing things as necessary. Sounds very hospitalish, but I won't go into details unless you don't mind that lovely shade of green known as puce - isn't that green???? No more details and maybe that one wasn't called for, but after all, I am an artist and color is my thing.
I will sign off for now, listening to the hum of the hospital and praying for Paul's speedy recovery.
Much love,
Cathy