PICS
Eventually
If you still have parents that are living you are going to have to watch them grow old, and deteriorate and become the parent as they become the patient.
I have always been the parent, I am use to being the responsible one out of the small blood lines.
Recently My mom got bit by her little lap dog, her hand looked horrible in less than 6 hours after the bite. I urged her to get it looked at, even after she said her dog had all his shots and she was allergic to tetanus.
When she arrived at the hospital, they took her vitals, she currently has no insurance, a whole other story it's self.
Her blood pressure was 200, high enough for her to have a stroke, she had high cholesterol, an inactive thyroid. this is what happens when you don't go to the doctor on a regular basis.I had to go back and forth with the doctors to clear up why my mother was on Valium that she was currently getting illegally since she has been 20 for panic attacks.
She said she had blurry vision and headaches earlier,Things you don't think of and brush off as typical temporary symptoms that will pass.
This time it was a blessing that her dog bit her, I can't help thinking things happens for a reason
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After she was admitted to the hospital, I spent a lot of time back and forth between the hospital and her little yellowed apartment tending to her tiny dog, I took this picture of her night table. I found cigarette burns in her rug and her comforter. Signs of possible accidents waiting to happen.
This is my mothers 2nd time coming close to death in the past 10 years, amongst her many other times of being admitted to a hospital on an emergency basis. I can't count how many times I have visited my mother in various hospitals over 30 something years. It's amazing she is still alive and has all her wits about her for a woman in her late 60's who endured self abuse and been abused. It may be that seeing her small and frail but pulling through each time, is why I am able to hold it together and not panic.
However each time my sister is faced with my mother's pending death, she falls apart like an old cracker.
I think it's guilt driven, I have never worried my mother with the exception of one incident where i didn't come home till 5 am when i was 15 years old.
If she died this time, I would have a clear conscience that I was a good daughter and she was proud of the woman I have become despite the obstacles put in front of me.
Part of me thinks I'm ready for when she doesn't pull through, even though I know I will be beyond devastated.
Her and I talk often about what will happen when that day comes, I know it's morbid, but we also watch movies like Mommie Dearest instead of football on Thanksgiving.
If you still have parents that are living you are going to have to watch them grow old, and deteriorate and become the parent as they become the patient.
I have always been the parent, I am use to being the responsible one out of the small blood lines.
Recently My mom got bit by her little lap dog, her hand looked horrible in less than 6 hours after the bite. I urged her to get it looked at, even after she said her dog had all his shots and she was allergic to tetanus.
When she arrived at the hospital, they took her vitals, she currently has no insurance, a whole other story it's self.
Her blood pressure was 200, high enough for her to have a stroke, she had high cholesterol, an inactive thyroid. this is what happens when you don't go to the doctor on a regular basis.I had to go back and forth with the doctors to clear up why my mother was on Valium that she was currently getting illegally since she has been 20 for panic attacks.
She said she had blurry vision and headaches earlier,Things you don't think of and brush off as typical temporary symptoms that will pass.
This time it was a blessing that her dog bit her, I can't help thinking things happens for a reason
.
After she was admitted to the hospital, I spent a lot of time back and forth between the hospital and her little yellowed apartment tending to her tiny dog, I took this picture of her night table. I found cigarette burns in her rug and her comforter. Signs of possible accidents waiting to happen.
This is my mothers 2nd time coming close to death in the past 10 years, amongst her many other times of being admitted to a hospital on an emergency basis. I can't count how many times I have visited my mother in various hospitals over 30 something years. It's amazing she is still alive and has all her wits about her for a woman in her late 60's who endured self abuse and been abused. It may be that seeing her small and frail but pulling through each time, is why I am able to hold it together and not panic.
However each time my sister is faced with my mother's pending death, she falls apart like an old cracker.
I think it's guilt driven, I have never worried my mother with the exception of one incident where i didn't come home till 5 am when i was 15 years old.
If she died this time, I would have a clear conscience that I was a good daughter and she was proud of the woman I have become despite the obstacles put in front of me.
Part of me thinks I'm ready for when she doesn't pull through, even though I know I will be beyond devastated.
Her and I talk often about what will happen when that day comes, I know it's morbid, but we also watch movies like Mommie Dearest instead of football on Thanksgiving.
MAR 07, 2011 01:29 PM
MAR 07, 2011 01:56 PM
MAR 07, 2011 02:31 PM
so sad, you must be very strong up the mood!
MAR 07, 2011 04:24 PM
MAR 07, 2011 05:04 PM
MAR 07, 2011 05:48 PM
MAR 07, 2011 07:36 PM
You are amazing!
Wishing you and your mom all the best!
