My vacation started last Friday morning. I’m a planner. All of my plans focused on getting ready for my annual trip to Florida to visit my in-laws. I was going to leave on Monday and meet Brian who was already there playing golf with his friends.
But first, I told Mom I’d make breakfast for us Friday morning to kick off my vacation in a leisurely way. It was 7:30am. I made a pot of coffee for her. I went to get her and found her lying on the sofa. She looked up at me and said “I fell.” I didn’t panic. She didn’t really look distressed. She told me that she got up from the floor and walked gingerly into her bedroom to get the cane that she only uses if she has a flare up of her Rheumatoid Arthritis.
Long story made short, she broke her hip. My trip was no longer the focus. Getting Mom the medical attention she needed was. The next four days were filled with uncertainty.
-The first day, waiting patiently for the diagnosis and then deciding on where to have the surgery.
-The second day waiting patiently for the surgery which didn’t happen until 4:30 in the afternoon. By this time, Mom was in much pain, and drugged on Morphine.
-The third day, watching her closely for signs of recovery in the form of actually getting up and walking ~ with a lot of help and a walker.
-The fourth day, waiting patiently for the plan for discharge to our “first choice” facility for rehab.
Last night, on the sixth day after she broke her hip, she walked about 200 feet with a walker with little to no pain, and no help from me. It’s nothing short of a miracle. The break she sustained was not displaced, so they were able to do the simplest surgery with no subsequent restrictions.
Living is risky business. Anything can happen at anytime to change the course of life. We can’t get through many of life’s events without the help of others. Mom has had the help and support from my brothers and our own sparkly Debbie, who is a girlfriend of one of my brothers who brings light and joy wherever she goes. Family and friends near and far have offered kind words and the promise of help. The medical staff throughout all levels of care have been professional and knowledgeable, and although these situations are routine to them, they have a sense of the physical and emotional trauma that patients experience and are sensitive to this.
Although I had to cancel my trip to Florida and feel a deep sense of loss for not being able to spend some nice time with my in-laws, I’m so very grateful that I was here when this happened. And instead of sifting through beach sand this week, I plan to cross-country ski in the wonderful foot of snow we got yesterday.
~~And who knows, maybe another snow creature will come to life~~