Just returned from spending 4 days in Las Vegas dealing with MOM. Her breast cancer has migrated into her brain and she's losing function, a little bit at a time. When I got to the hospital, it was a shocking sight - just two weeks ago she was in great shape, moving a little slowly, but functioning fine, she was still 'herself'. When I got to the door of her hospital room, my first thought was, this must be the wrong room - because she had gone so far downhill, she looked like a refugee from the convalescent home! Little tiny grey-haired lady with no makeup and no hair gel - that's NOT MOM!!
Never mind the fact that she's raving and losing her mind - she can't swallow, can't walk, can't drink or eat too well, and can't get her radiation treatments as long as she's in the hospital. Says the nurses are 'beating her up'.
The one I really feel bad for is DAD. He's taken her home now and is dealing with the day-to-day. I told him to get Home Health Care to come in and assist him - I hope he will.
There is NOTHING I can do for her - with my back this bad, I can't lift or help her, I can't do anything but get in the way and make her even angrier than she already is, and I feel so helpless. This sucks.
I hope God will give us all the strength to get through this, no matter His will in the outcome.
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