Waiting.
I'm staying in regular contact with Respite House. Mom is being kept comfortable and is resting. She is no longer able to talk on the phone, but I called her today. The nurse held the phone by her ear, and I talked for a little bit. Told her I loved her. The nurses don't think it will be long now.
Meanwhile, I'm discovering the absurd amount of paperwork and bureaucratic headache that will accompany end of life. It's going to make a tough time even tougher, but we'll deal with it. I'm actually terribly good at bureaucracy.
Otherwise, my own health is... well, rotten. Between still recovering from the trip a couple of weeks ago and the stress I'm not doing great. Still, one foot in front of the other. All we can do.
Onward
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