Mom has been home for two weeks now and it has been a time of ups and downs. Just about the time I begin to relax, she has another setback. A week ago she fell in the morning before Diane got there at 8:30. Thank God, she wasn’t hurt but the fall really shook her self confidence. She was terribly discouraged and said that day was the very worst day she has had since this all started. We went back to staying with her round the clock for 3 days. A week later she called in the middle of the night because she was sick. I was afraid she would have to go back to the hospital but she was fine the next day.
This echoes the cancer experience in that I have to learn to expect the unexpected. I don’t know of anyone whose cancer recovery or treatment has progressed smoothly without setbacks. This is the same. My mother is almost 90 years old. She is going to die—probably not from this broken hip but from something in the next few years. Even if she lives another 10 years her health is not going to get better. The longer she lives the more likely physical and mental decline become. I must accept this, and like her, adjust to living with the new normal.
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