I called Mom at 7:58 am. I couldn’t wait until 8:00 lol. She was thrilled to tell me that she slept 9 hrs and was in no pain. She had already called Rick to tell him the same. I told her she was full of S#@t. She was trying to be overly convincing in my mind, to pacify my brother and I. We were on her yesterday to increase her pain meds and to take a sleeping pill. Man that woman… She should be the anti-drug poster child. Her picture next to SAY NO TO DRUGS. I am thankful she is comfortable today. I am thankful she is so sure.
Her body is weaker. Her mind not as sharp. She has forgotten how to play pinochle. A few months ago, I would see this as my chance to FINALLY beat her, but I don’t have any real desire to play games right now. I would rather just listen to her talk. We spoke about childhood memories yesterday. She spoke of how Rick could not bear to see her leave so she quit her substitute job after only 4 days of classes when he was 3. Mammas boy. Then we spoke of how she went back to work when I was 3. She didn’t quit when I cried though. More proof that Rick is her favorite child J. It was so comforting and warm and just lovely to reminisce with her. I find myself just wanting EVERYONE to know her. EVERYONE to be able to radiate in her excitement over life.
She is so much stronger than any of us. She is completely fearless now. She is simply a beacon of hope. I wish it was contagious.
Jen
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