Marigold, William Morris
A friend sent me a lovely card that says, “I know at times like this, taking one day at a time can be a pretty tall order…” Yes, it is hard not to be overwhelmed with all sorts of unhappy thoughts. Last night, my thoughts ran up and down and around like crazed squirrels and I finally gave up trying to sleep and watched several Mission Impossible episodes to lull myself into at least napping.
Mommie is in the hospital and yesterday the doctors inserted three feeding tubes. She’ll be under hospice care when she returns home. The doctors say she has no more than six months. Her sister is flying out from Lousiana to spend time with her and help tend to her. We’re setting up her room with a proper hospital bed, oxygen, and the accoutrements needed to care for a terminally ill person. She is in good spirits.
As for me, I’ll be going in for major surgery before the end of September and will be off work for six weeks after. I’ll be visiting Mommie each Sunday until I go in, and then I won’t be able to drive for at least two weeks for sure, so I may not be able to see her again until late October.
I’m still not quite able to face what I know is coming.
I feel so sad for you. This brings back so many memories of my own so I know exactly what you are going through. And to have to face surgery yourself is an added stress. What can I say more than I will pray for you and your dear Mommy
Comment by wynn — September 8, 2007 @ 1:06
I love you and I’m thinking of you.
Comment by devonellington — September 11, 2007 @ 6:19