breathe.
sitting down for the first time since 6am! kids/hubby up, dog taken outside, showers, breakfast, change, leave for school/work, me for the 'rents.
my arrival here this morning brought 2 parents, cats, sheep and a yorkie (sasha) awake and ready for action... these "2 parent" mornings are difficult as everyone needs attention immediately. fortunately they don't happen often as dad usually sleeps in longer than mom. so, once again i appreciate dad's gentle manner and patience while i put things in order-- which of course, puts him in 3rd place. despite this disease, he's old habits kick in just at the right times-- thank you heavenly father, i know this is your work.
our visit to mom's orthopedic surgeon brought a couple of uncomfortable situations to further deal with... first, having to leave dad alone for an hour and a half and second, the news that mom's broken arm isn't pulling itself together... which means she goes in for surgery next week.
mom controlled her anger in front of the doctor and blessed me with it's full force one step out the door. having her in a wheelchair at the time, i pushed her to the pick up area and left her sitting in the sunshine while i went to get the car for her. on a normal day this wouldn't be a bad thing-- but today it's 96 degrees, 100+ heat index. my silent and slightly evil point was made and we got her in the car with no more 4-letter words.
we had to run home to get dad before taking mom to her office... this wasn't the original plan and again, caused quite the fuss, but an extra hour at the doctors office and needing surgery wasn't part of the original plan either, so....... very calmly i stated, "i've got 2 of you to take care of-- it's not all about you at the moment, lil mama. we HAVE to go get dad."
thankfully dad was ok and still safe at the house. my lord, what a worry for me! mom and i were gone much longer than we thought. anyway, i grabbed dad and sasha and off we all went to finally get mom and pup to her happy place-- her office.
dad and i had our lunch out after dropping off the girls. i told him about mom's surgery and why she was so stand-offish to him during the ride. he's so sad she has to go thru this. i think it's shaken his core as he wasn't putting 2 sentences together and finally gave up trying. i ordered his food for him and had to convince him over and over we would take leftover food home after we tried to eat now... he did eat a good meal and he's gone back to rest for awhile here at home.
mom has called to let me know she's preparing to close her office for a week. good-- we're staying in the real world. called brother to let him know what's going on and that i'm going to need his help... now it gets interesting.
mom goes in for her pre-admissions testing tomorrow. a 2 hour physical to ensure she's ready for surgery. brother needs to be available for dad as hanging out at the hospital isn't on top of the fun list and staying home by himself for more than 3 hours isn't on top of the best ideas list.
surgery is scheduled for tuesday so the good news is we'll have saturday-monday to help get mom mentally prepared. the surgery consists of a plate that will be attached to both sides of the humerus bone-- the requires an incision from the shoulder blade to the elbow. the surgeon says "it's a big long thing."
awwwwesome.... that's exactly what mom needed to hear-- NOT.
dad is perplexed. since his wrist didn't require surgery, he doesn't understand why mom has to have surgery. i fear he's more scared than i originally thought. it's time to get creative and find ways to put his mind at ease. mom's anger isn't helping my creative process-- nor is it helping dad!! if there are any ideas out there-- lay 'em on me.
