While
yesterday was frustrating, it brought to light issues that are going to take
place and ones we need to deal with.
This is only the beginning of the journey and the road will not be an
easy one.
Reading
about the surgery (or surgeries) that will need to take place is daunting. We hope the oncologist finds a local surgeon
though we have not read of anyone in our area who has performed any number of
these surgeries. The nearest one with the most experience is San Diego, an
eight hour drive from home.
We have read
that with the major surgery option for this PMP, the prognosis is decent. We have read stories from survivors and even
a classmate of mine knows of someone who has been through this process as
well. That gives us hope. Not that there is not anxiety, but there is
hope.
Hubby is
anxious and taking his Ativan to help curb it a little bit. Today is 49er football (sorry to my East
Coast family who are not 49er Faithfuls).
Actually, having football season starting is a good thing because that
will occupy hours every week on Sundays, Monday nights, and Thursday
nights.
We have
started the process of find an evening caregiver for my mother-in-law. I met someone while working on the Walk to
End Alzheimer’s who has a caregiving business and has experience with and a
heart for Alzheimer’s. She is a sweet
person and I think she will do well by us.
She says that their care can grow and change with us – and we will need
that. She will meet with George’s sister
tomorrow evening to finalize things.
Starting next week (well after some training), I will no longer need to
worry about rushing home to care for mom.
If George and I want to go out for dinner, we can do so. If we have late afternoon or evening
appointments we can do so without worry or additional planning on our
part. One less thing on my plate… and as
time moves on if we need additional hours or overnight care, we will have the
avenue to make that happen.
We have not
yet told mom about George’s health concerns.
With the Alzheimer’s affecting her we feel that, until it really impacts
her, we will wait until it is necessary.
We never know what details she will remember and which ones she
won’t. Sometimes I wonder about
“mother’s intuition though. The other
night when I heard her moving about after she’d been in bed awhile I went to
check on her. When I asked her what was
the matter she commented that “she’d been looking for George”. She said that she must have been dreaming and
in her dream George was in an accident or something and he was badly hurt, I
was with him (I don’t remember if she said we were both hurt), and we were in
another city. It was as if some instinct
in her very warped and hazy brain had kicked in and she felt something was
wrong with him and that he was not at home but somewhere else. That will be the case in the near future but
for that moment in time she had some inner gut feeling that registered. It was very weird to hear her speak what I
know is the future.
Like Mary
Poppins, “the winds are changing” i.e., the times they are changing whether we
like or not. Our feelings, thoughts and
prayers will ebb and flow throughout the journey. My ability to be flexible will be challenged
as will my patience. We both will be
challenged in ways we never expected to be.
Change is inevitable for everyone, some are just bigger than others.
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