It has without a doubt been one of the hardest times in my life. In case you don't know my mothers condition has worsened. She had her descending colon removed and then had a stoke. (I'm leaving most of the story out, its long and complicated but, that's the majority of the problems.) It's interesting, you think this will never happen to anyone you know. but when it does, life continues.
I went home for a week when she had surgery. This is going to sound horrible but I really didn't want to go. I'm not a big fan of the hospital scene. It's just not that natural. Its not the person you have known all your life. After in and out of the hospital for a week I realized it was a good thing that I went. Quite frankly I believe that may be the last time I see my mother alive.
Granted that can be said for everyone we see. She is improving, the first conversation after the stroke I thought I would never be able to understand my mother again. This scared the living shit out of me. Living 3000 miles away all you have of your family is pictures, memories and vocal interaction. Take the vocal interaction away and you don't have much. Since that first conversation four days ago, her speech has improved. No where near a normal speech pattern but enough so that you can understand every 3rd to fifth word. Makes it a little easier!
well it's time I go.. so
love life and keep smiling cause you never know when you won't be able to anymore!