I've received a lot of very nice emails from my virtual friends asking for updates on my Mother's condition. So just to warn you, this is not one of my usual posts; it's really only for those who have been following the bouncing stethoscope.
To catch up:
Mom was recovering well, although her infections gave her extreme dementia ("Did you sell my motorcycle? Where are you boarding the horse these days? There are dogs under my bed. Did you park in the shower?"). We got her in a rehab center (ironic?), and I thought we were about a month from bringing her home.
She fell her second night there and needed stitches.
That, and the inept care she was receiving had me looking for a new nursing home, but before I could get her moved, she fell again. Same week. And broke her hip, ulna, and elbow.
We had all that surgically repaired, and now she's in a new rehab facility that I really like. Her trach is out, as is her feeding tube, and she's eating like crazy. Her mind has also cleared up, thank God. We expect to have her home by Thanksgiving if all goes well.
A little shout out to Jenny over at Jenny Matlock who in her infinite sweetness not only sent my mother a personally written card with silk fall leaves but also posted her story on Chickberry. Mom has gotten a few lovely cards from people she's never even met.
As well as like a hundred from her church.
So that's my story. I get up at 5:00, get ready for work, pop some popcorn to take to Mom and head out the door for a visit before the office. On the weekends, I drag her Sheltie, Stirling, over there for a visit, along with bags of snacks (she's at 110 pounds now, YAY!)
Then I come home and spray paint stuff!
If I haven't been as good of a bloggy friend as I could have been, I do apologize. You all know I love wallowing around in your creative goodness. I'll catch up soon, I promise.