In between my 8-10 hour daily visits to be with Mom, I manage to get in quite a bit of puttering around here. Mom is doing a little better every few days. It is difficult not to expect progress or at least the same level of improvement every day. I come home excited and optimistic due to a wonderful day, but the next is often a deep sleep day. However, when my son and I look back on the weeks, Mom is definitely much stronger. We are looking at next week as our last in the hospital. We have the orders signed for a hospital bed, air mattress, and all kinds of med supplies, pill crushers, home health assistance (thank goodness!!).
I can see in the faces and hear in the voices the kindness and doubt that I can take care of her at home. I must confess I feel it, too. I know only that I want to try. Time will tell. I know I'm usually capable of doing more than it looks like... My dear friend in Florida says that Midwesterners are "pluggers." We just keep on plugging away. I know that was true of my dear daddy. I like that idea so much. I hope I am a plugger!!!
Thought I'd share a little Valentine love, beautiful little gifts from my sister/cousin. They enchant my kitchen table. Today is Saturday. Five weeks ago tomorrow Mom had that stroke. Hey, Lady... You've come a long way!