My mom is in the hospital ... again. This time, instead of the pneumonia or COPD that have plagued her in the past, it's some kind of infection. Maybe ileum, maybe kidneys.
She exasperates me, but she's my mom and I love her. So I'm scared.
I realize that she's ultimately in God's hands, and that in this realm she's being treated by a doctor she likes and really trusts, and all that is good. I'm trying to just get on with my Saturday. I talked to her on the phone and learned that while she's lucid, she's sleep deprived and in a lot of pain and the best thing I can do for her now is to let her be. Maybe I'll go visit her tomorrow.
But she's my mommy ...
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Oh, Gal, I'm sad to hear she is in discomfort. I'll be sending her love from Blogland.
ReplyDeleteI hope that you are okay. I'll have a good thought for your mom...
ReplyDeleteit is hard to see and know those we love are sick, in pain or just feel rotten.
ReplyDeletei will pray for God's healing to be on her.
I'll carry her in my thoughts--hang in there!
ReplyDeleteSending good thoughts for your Mom. I know how difficult it is. My 92 year old mother is starting to have health problems and I worry about her so much -- and she also frustrates me with her refusal to seek help until it's too late.
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