The wonderful warm, loving feelings about taking care of my mom has given way to feeling a bit sorry for myself. She is still forgetting her meds, although doing a bit better. Same with eating. She does eat, and then she won't for a while. Today I spent the afternoon arguing with her insurance company who wouldn't give me any information because I'm not on her policy and she won't give me official power of attorney.
But, I must hang onto the fact that, no matter what a helpless sinner I am, (or perhaps because of it) God is there and He has a plan for everything.