Well kids, life is calming down a bit it seems, tho I try not to say that too loudly as we all know what happens then.....
MIL is in a nursing home for intensive rehab. The surgery went very well, but the concept of actually getting her from their house to rehab was a bit logistically hard with the sedan and the wheel chair and such ...so this is actually better. Of course SU freaked out totally...TOTALLY.
" Momma in a nursing home...oh hell no". Not even for eight to 10 days.... "Oh HELL NO ".
Nothing I could do would calm his ass down. Finally, I think my MIL realized what was going on and called him herself. Initially, she wanted SU to come and spend the first night at the home with her so FIL could go home and actually sleep in their own bed instead of a pallet at the hospital. Then we found out that this idea was against the homes policy which is understandable..they are not La Quinta . He went over last Saturday and spent the better part of the day with her and said that the joint is brand spankin new, clean, nice staff..yada yada yada so he is getting better with some of this.
Except.................................
MIL has been in remission for over ten years now with Non Hodgekins Lymphoma. Don't ask Aunty Pol what the difference between Hodgekins and Non Hodgekins is cause as far as I am concerned,,cancer is cancer. And yes....I do know that the basic definition of cancer is an abnormality of a cell or group of cells. IT's what happens after that gets hairy. Just to be clear here. Anyhoo...MIL had some very aggressive cancer treatment and I personally suspect that the procedures accelerated the osteoporosis . MIL's bones are very fragile, and while I am trying to be optimistic, I just cannot escape the idea that this is the beginning of ......yeah. SU and I don't talk about this...but I think it is beginning to dawn on him. I think in hindsight that he started to think about this 2 years ago when we lost my father . It's hard to realize that at some certain point, there will be a role reversal and we will be the ones to take care of the folks. Screw all this Sh*t we hear about living longer , better blah blah...Sixty ain''t the new forty...it's Sixty. Taking your flinstones every day does not give you a cosmic 20 year do over. I shudder at the thought of a sixty year old person acting like some of the a**hat forty year olds I know.
Jeebus H.. Now it's the wonderful world of on line research into First Alert or Med Alert and blah blah.....
to be continued.................................
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Being in the nursing home is the BEST thing for HER. The family... tell them she NEEDS this level of care, this ability to sleep and rest (also needed for bones to knit together, ya know) Tell hisself to get a grip, realize that his being upset to that point isn't helpful for her at all. Jeez.
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