Late Night Ramblings

It's 11:30am. I went to sleep about 10 but then was awakened by my mom walking down the hallway. I got up and found her in the kitchen. She was looking for "Homer", an old boyfriend she used to see after our dad died. Homer has since died and I guess he's easier to remember than our dad is since he died 2 years ago and our dad died 9 years ago. Anyway, I got her back into bed and about 15 minutes later she got up again and said her mother was bringing her something and wanted to sit on the porch and wait for her.  Her mother died about 66 years ago. I got her into bed again. Hopefully she'll stay in bed this time and fall asleep and I can get some sleep too. I'll say it again, I wouldn't wish dementia/alz on anyone. It's horrible. I hope other care givers all over the world can get some sleep tonight to face another day in purgatory. There are bright moments to be sure but they are few and far between since her disease has progressed. She was such an independent, regal, smart, tireless and optimistic person that it's heartbreaking to see her deteriorate. Sometimes I pray for her release and then feel bad for doing so. Thank goodness for my husband who helps me get through each day and also our children and grand children who offer the support they can. Friends too, like Elaine. They all are angels and I couldn't do this without them. The posting says I posted this at 9 something pm, I wonder if the blogpost server is on west coast time? Cause it's almost midnight my time.

Healing is Progressing

One week after surgery

One and a half weeks after surgery

Things are looking good on the broken leg front. Healing is moving along nicely. They still don't know why it broke. All the tests came back good. The best was no new cancer found! No osteoporosis either. They put a titanium rod from knee to ankle so it should be stable. They think a possible reason is because it looked like the bone was not used much and deteriorated and broke. The cause for that could be that he has no triceps muscle and just too much pressure put on it without the help of the muscle to cushion the pressure made it weak. The other reason could have been what Dr.   Williams said..."you're just an ornery old man".
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On the other fronts my mom is doing okay. She is having more moments when she doesn't know exactly who I am and sometimes she gets sad and cries because she misses her mother. Her mother died about 67 years ago but I guess in her mind not that much time has passed. She is eating though and still likes to spend time outside. It's take one day or one minute at a time with her. We keep her clean and comfortable. We try to talk with her but she's taken to talking to herself more and more, even when you are sitting beside her.

Two weeks after surgery

Two weeks after surgery, exercising with elastic band

So we just roll with the punches. I'm okay and try and take things as they come. I will say that without our granddaughter living with us I would most likely have collapsed of exhaustion by now but she has helped me bear the load and it helps, it helps. Our family is strong though and they help in any way they can and so do our friends. Nice.

Last Milestone BD

I did it, I'm 65, officially a recipient of Medicare. ;-) So many people do not make it this far so I'm happy to be still be here. Thankfully to reach this age is not as emotional as say reaching 30 was. To be called ma'am now is nothing new and no longer having men eye you with appreciation and interest is also nothing new. Happily my Frank still looks at me with a twinkle in his beautiful brown eyes even though I suspect that age has idealised my image for him making me appear much better than I really am. ;-) Thanks to the dear souls who sent me emails, texts, cards, and good wishes. You all are much better friends than I deserve but I'm very grateful for you each and every one of you. May all of you 'Live long and prosper'.