sort of back...
Thank you all for your support. The situation is ongoing, but my sanity requires I find some sort of balance and sense of 'normal'.
Mom is still in hospital. She has pneumonia and this is not going to go away any time soon. She is dependant on the oxygen, so that is a concern as well. IV antibiotics continue, as do pills to regulate her heart.
She is subdued, but not depressed. She's tired. Really, really tired. Last night I went to have supper with her and she initiated the Letting Go Talk. She's emotionally ready to go if God would be so kind as to call her. She is not giving up, but neither is she fighting. I've reassured her that I would be okay - have lots of people to help me and I would manage financially. Her mind is at rest.
Also, there is the stress of juggling people. My sister is a very bossy/intrusive/take-charge because she knows everything kind of person. And she hates my friend L. L has been adopted by my mom as another daughter. Not a replacement - another one. My sister is not happy about this. L doesn't like my sister. So, aside from being concerned about mom, I have to keep people from causing scenes.
I'm glad to be at work again. I'll leave an hour early, which gets me to the hospital just before the supper trays arrive. We'll watch a game show or two on dvd and then I'll head home to get ready for tomorrow.
And somewhere in all that, I'll write. Because writing is my refuge/safety valve and I've been away from it for too long.
So, I'm sort of back on line. I'll try to get caught up, but probably never really will, so if there's something amazing you think I should know about, please let me know.
On that note, back to work. Last week I only worked 1 full day and 2 half-days. My boss has been amazing through this, but I don't want to abuse his kindness.
So, the upshot of all this is: situation stable for the moment, future uncertain as to whether mom comes home, and I'm doing my best to look after myself in a responsible fashion. But it is weird to have to learn new rhythms/patterns - and the apartment is kind of empty...
Mom is still in hospital. She has pneumonia and this is not going to go away any time soon. She is dependant on the oxygen, so that is a concern as well. IV antibiotics continue, as do pills to regulate her heart.
She is subdued, but not depressed. She's tired. Really, really tired. Last night I went to have supper with her and she initiated the Letting Go Talk. She's emotionally ready to go if God would be so kind as to call her. She is not giving up, but neither is she fighting. I've reassured her that I would be okay - have lots of people to help me and I would manage financially. Her mind is at rest.
Also, there is the stress of juggling people. My sister is a very bossy/intrusive/take-charge because she knows everything kind of person. And she hates my friend L. L has been adopted by my mom as another daughter. Not a replacement - another one. My sister is not happy about this. L doesn't like my sister. So, aside from being concerned about mom, I have to keep people from causing scenes.
I'm glad to be at work again. I'll leave an hour early, which gets me to the hospital just before the supper trays arrive. We'll watch a game show or two on dvd and then I'll head home to get ready for tomorrow.
And somewhere in all that, I'll write. Because writing is my refuge/safety valve and I've been away from it for too long.
So, I'm sort of back on line. I'll try to get caught up, but probably never really will, so if there's something amazing you think I should know about, please let me know.
On that note, back to work. Last week I only worked 1 full day and 2 half-days. My boss has been amazing through this, but I don't want to abuse his kindness.
So, the upshot of all this is: situation stable for the moment, future uncertain as to whether mom comes home, and I'm doing my best to look after myself in a responsible fashion. But it is weird to have to learn new rhythms/patterns - and the apartment is kind of empty...