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It has definately been a tough week and it seems like a month. I spent two nights at the hospital this week... actually it felt like I moved in for three days. I spent some quality time with my grandma and we made each other laugh. It definately felt good to spend that time with her. I took her to the airport yesturday and she called and wanted to talk on the phone with me. It's really awesome. I feel like I made a greater connection with her. She'll be 86... she can keep up with me, care for her home, 2-3 flower gardens and vegetable garden still. Can you believe that? She lives by herself in the country and putters around and does her own thing. That is what I want to be like when I'm that age. Not only that, I come from generations of stubborn women!
Something great has happened in the last few days. I feel like I've got my Mom back. Her attitude is completely different. She is understanding and nurturing. She doesn't get upset at me and we can actually TALK!!! I've had some wonderful moments with her and really had to fight everything to not break down. She told me today that I piss her off sometimes... my response was, you're certainly not easy either! She talks about spirituality and how she wants to live. In my mind, it was a matter of her deciding that she was going to fight and not have the "poor me" syndrome. Shit happens... life fucks up. What do we do next? I guess you have to have the strength from inside yourself to deal with everything. It is much more difficult to face the reality, as my Mom has discovered. But you know what? I haven't heard her complain about pain in 5 days! This is the first time this has happened in 3 years. And although I do not know what the future has in store for myself or my family, I know that "this too, shall pass."
It feels like a sigh of relief. Yet I know that if there is a recovery, it will be a very very slow one. After three cardiac arrests, you don't just jump back into the playing field. But I'm glad I am not the only one fighting for her... she is finally fighting too!
Something great has happened in the last few days. I feel like I've got my Mom back. Her attitude is completely different. She is understanding and nurturing. She doesn't get upset at me and we can actually TALK!!! I've had some wonderful moments with her and really had to fight everything to not break down. She told me today that I piss her off sometimes... my response was, you're certainly not easy either! She talks about spirituality and how she wants to live. In my mind, it was a matter of her deciding that she was going to fight and not have the "poor me" syndrome. Shit happens... life fucks up. What do we do next? I guess you have to have the strength from inside yourself to deal with everything. It is much more difficult to face the reality, as my Mom has discovered. But you know what? I haven't heard her complain about pain in 5 days! This is the first time this has happened in 3 years. And although I do not know what the future has in store for myself or my family, I know that "this too, shall pass."
It feels like a sigh of relief. Yet I know that if there is a recovery, it will be a very very slow one. After three cardiac arrests, you don't just jump back into the playing field. But I'm glad I am not the only one fighting for her... she is finally fighting too!
posted by Jenn & John at 10:34 PM
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