All Is Quiet For Now
- Posted by Suzan on March 25th, 2010
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After 4 months of doctors and hospitals, my Mother is finally seeing stretch of reasonable health. She has good days and bad days, but only minimal falling. When she is feeling well, she is very frustrated that she can no longer do the thing that feeds her soul: sewing. She does not have good enough control over her foot to press on the foot pedal. Getting old is heck. It’s not for sissys. You have to be tough.
When I think about how quickly those years are coming for me it is frightening. It’s difficult to imagine a time when I won’t be planning the next project, reaching for the next milestone, having the freedom to be able to choose where and when I want to go somewhere. But that is what it is like. Mother tends to isolate and doesn’t socialize much which adds to her depression. At her Assisted Living facility there are activities all day long. She just refuses to participate.
She cries a lot on her bad days, missing my Dad. My brother took her to the gravesite on Monday. Mom & Dad were married for 63 years. She married when she was just 15 and he was 21, fresh out of the Army after WWII. They knew each other 5 days and got married. She was raised in a orphanage until she was 11 yrs. old. After that, her mother (divorced) moved every few months. The only security Mom had ever known was with Dad. Now, she cannot understand why he had to die. With her mobility challenges and missing Dad, her days are long and dark. We try to visit her several times a week, but that doesn’t fill the empty hours when we are not around.
I only hope that when I am in her situation, which I’m sure I will be, I can muster the strength to get out and about and socialize as much as I can and keep my mind occupied with things other than Matlock, Gunsmoke, and Beverly Hillbillies.
Until next post…..live every minute of everyday. Our days truly are numbered.


