Sunday, September 16, 2007
She Wants to Go Home (her own home, on Newberry :0)
Mom left her ruby slippers at our house in Loudonville two weeks ago. She and I had spent time there alone for a few days. I recorded her reminiscing about the past. She kept emphasizing that she's had such a wonderful life.
Three days after her heart attack her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren gathered round her. Here, Sarah and Katie brighten her day.
I went to her house Saturday to fetch more clothes and clean the fridge. Family photos smiled from walls and from under magnets on the refrigerator door. This is Dad and my brothers. It was taken a year before his death. He was the kindest, dearest of men.
This is Mom and my sisters and I. It was taken at Sarah's wedding five or six years ago. Time flies. (Our kid-sis, Jen - wasn't able to be there)
Can you imagine working like this only four days after a major heart attack? My sis and hubby agree: medicine has changed a great deal in 40 years.
Mom is in the Rehabilitation/Convalescent section of her community hospital. I helped move her from ICU Thursday afternoon. I watched her eyes grow as large as dinner plates when the nurse informed her that her shower days would be Tuesdays and Thursdays. Mother stood up and announced "That's it. I'm going home. I shower every day of my life. That's the reason Europeans immigrated to this country - so that they might bathe every day of their lives."
Needless to say - Mother is now receiving a daily shower.
I've so missed dropping in on all your blogs. I'm home for a few days to restore order here and then am headed back to Mother. It's tough not having access to the internet. I'm hoping to find that her local library is wified. In the meantime - all my best to my blogging buddies as these cooler days arrive and the sunny hours slip away. We'll make our own sunshine, eh? Thanks for your prayers and caring. I hope to check in on you all, soon.