Friday, July 22, 2011

Scary...My mother will live forever....right????

Yesterday my mother called me to say that the folks at assisted living said that she should go to the hospital but she didnt want to.  She asked me to turn around from my route to the pool...bathing suit or not...and take her to urgent care.  Now, I have arthritis and she is 90 years old with Parkinson's..albeit a very clear mind.   No way Jose....so I told her she had to behave and do what she was told to do and go to the hospital.  I was there in 10 minutes and while I was changing from my suit in her bathroom, the ambulance folks had already arrived, putting her on the stretcher...She was screaming in pain and I was telling myself to be brave, very brave...Come on Diane...you are 63...Grow up.  She was admitted to the hospital with pneumonia...I never knew that could be painful.  So scared was I...but friends abound and one who works in that hospital came down and was angel of the day...Thank you Drenna!!!  Today, my mother is sitting up, eating ice cream and writing a poem...but not out of the woods...on 3 IV antibiotics...I spend the days and my sister is spending the nights....It is soooo scary. I know that I have had more than most with my grandmother living till 99 and my mother now at 90.......but...I so want forever....

3 comments:

Jan said...

Boy, I certainly feel for you. We are in the same boat - my mom is 88, with Parkinson's. She and my dad are in assisted living. It is hard to see your parent's go downhill, isn't it? I'll be thinking of you as I deal with my mom. Hang in there!

http://thankfullga447 said...

I had the same issue last week w/my Mother-in-law she did not want to go to the hospital because they are going to charge her $7,000 for visit, she got her antibotic, she is 86.

Teresa said...

((((Diane)))) I do understand your fears and the worry with caring for elderly parents. Hang in there - some days are good and you get glimpses of how you remember your parents, and some days are just plain rotten - but through it all you do what you have to do.

I love your little notebooks and postcards!