Worry Makes for a Sleepless Night.

It was a long night of worry and questioning myself. Mom got so weak yesterday afternoon that she couldn’t walk on her own. Sweet Leona came to my rescue first to meet me at Urgent Care then to help get Mom back in her bed at home. Ron went and bought a forehead thermometer so we know she doesn’t have a fever like when she was hospitalized with a UTI. But she moaned most of the night and even with the nanny cam right next to me on my pillow, I was up checking on her constantly. She says she is in no pain. She says she is just tired. When I say, “Love you Mom.” She replies with, “Love you more.”

So does she just need rest? Will she be able to walk with her cane today? Does she need more than a doctor’s appointment? Can I get her to a doctor’s appointment? Will she be okay?

What I do know is when she is admitted to the hospital she takes months to recover from the ordeal of the hospital itself. My prayer is she needs antibiotics that will bring her back to health at home. Through the night I worried that it could be something other than an infection. What about strokes? She is looking exhausted and weak but is it just from our trip to California? After all, Ron and I both were pretty worn out from the trip and just hung out this weekend. I will attempt to get her up in a bit and will know more about how the day will unfold. It was helpful to call and talk to my sister and get her support and confirmation on keeping Mom home. I can’t imagine having to make these decisions that feel like life and death, without my family suppports. Paula is coming over to visit and help this morning too. Friends and family are the strength in caregiving. Each one who may not be able to be here physically but are praying us through this are also priceless. I need to tell them more often just how valuable they are.

In Him,
Joyful
3-11-19