It's raining shit. Sorry for the language, dear readers, but, as you know, I do tend to call a spade a spade. I mean really, consider the difference between these two phrases:
It's raining shit.
It's raining big ol' cow patties.
See? The second one just does not have the same emotional punch as the first one. And since I feel like an emotional punching bag, I'm going to continue to say it's raining shit.
What is the crisis dujour, you ask? What are you whining about now? (Honestly, dear readers, I'm wondering why you keep reading my blog when all I do anymore is whine.)
The latest piece of shit to be slung into our faces by the universe, which I'm beginning to think of as a big feces-flinging monkey, is my mother-in-law's health. After taking care of her mother for years, her own health entered what has seemed to be a rather steep decline, a condition not at all uncommon for a primary care giver. She's been going to multiple specialists lately to diagnose and treat a number of problems, all of which have now been eclipsed by an acute injury.
We were all relieved last week when she apparently survived a bad fall in the house with only deep bruises. Yet, the pain persisted and last night we got a call that she could not move, could not get out of her chair. Luckily, she has neighbors that are extremely helpful and have been keeping an eye on her since she moved into their little cluster of small rental homes. They called us and then 911. We stayed up for hours, waiting to hear the prognosis. Finally, in the middle of the night, we heard they were transporting her to a hospital in Tucson after a CATscan revealed a broken hip. She is headed into surgery this afternoon.
We have no idea of the severity at this point or what surgical procedure they will be doing. What we do know is that hip fractures in the elderly are often bad news, and given her other health issues, this could be a turning point.
There's no way to know how this will play out; we'll just have to find out as it unfolds. It does mean, however, that we will not even consider the possibility of leaving the area for the time being. With regards to selling this place, who knows. We still have to deal with the bureaucrats but may not have the energy left over to do any of the minor fix-ups necessary to get it ready for market, much less the emotional toll of moving again.
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Hoping that you have the strength to cope with all that comes your way in the next little while....
Sending lots of good thoughts your way and hoping that your mother-in-law's hip surgery goes well.
Just moving is stressful. With all the things that have been happening, you need some TLC and a support system that allows you a safe place to whine and state how hard life seems.
We are currently living in limbo due to my spouse's career situation. It is very hard but I try to live in the moment. If a child needs a hug or the resident groundhog looks extra cute eating pigweed, I savor the moment. Right now is all I have. Personalitywise, I'm a fighter, however, I am not going to allow any family member's well being to be sacrificed in the process of improving our financial situation.
Hope this does not sound preachy, just not sure I have the right words or time to share what I have been learning about "being present", "intentional living", etc.
--Ave
Oh no! Poor Chile and poor Chile's-mom-in-law. I really hope everything goes well for her, my thoughts are with you.
And we keep reading because we care about you! Well, that's why I read. And, trust me, I've done my fair share of whining and I want people to read it.
Hip replacements even in the elderly are very successful these days. Of course, that all depends on the other health issues she may have.
You two must be exhausted, my dear. we're here to read because we want to give you support, what support we can give. Of course, I happen to like your recipes, too, ;) but also as a reader I'm here to listen to rants if that's what you need to do.
thinking of your family,
shamba
SHIT. There is a lot of that going around these days.
We are your friends,in person or cyber. Vent away. I have no advice, because hubby and I are going through the same thing with his dad. His memory loss and dementia are slowly getting worse, and he's now going to adult day care four days a week, and we have in home aides a few hours each day. We have no family around to help and we just can't do it all and keep him safe. Too soon for full time assisted living (and it's really a last resort).
Hang in there; know you are NOT alone. It's pretty shitty on the East coast, too! Does that give us strength in numbers? :)
wendyytb - will have to find it somewhere...
Ave - Hi, glad to hear from you! She's in surgery now and we're hoping for the best.
My sweetie made an interesting observation this morning (or was it last night?): while we have prepared quite well for the world falling apart (you know, economic collapse, peak oil, climate change), all our crises lately have been of a much more isolated and personal nature - things we have not been as well prepared for. There's a lesson in there somewhere.
Krista - thank you. Appreciate the support!
Shamba - the biggest concern with the surgery was actually with her lungs. They bypassed that by avoiding general anesthesia. I think they're using nerve blocks, epidurals, and something else so that she doesn't have to be on the respirator. Hopefully she'll come through well and recover well.
nomikins - thank you, sweetie. Having seen glimpses of what my MIL went through with her mother's dementia and care, I can certainly understand that you all are in a tough, tough position right now. It's a lot of work and a huge emotional drain. Do be sure to take care of yourselves, whether it's getting someone to come in for an extra few hours so you can have time together, or time to go for a run.
Yes, strength in numbers or commiseration or something...
Sorry to hear about your MIL... Hoping for a fast and speedy recovery
We're always out here when you need us even if we can't help in person.
Hoping for the best,
viv in nz
I read because I've come to care for you and your Sweetie, very much... so, vent, whine, cheer, cry, it doesn't matter... we're here for you... of course, that means you're going to have to put up with out venting, too... I'm so sorry about your MIL... being in pain for that long is exhausting... my prayers and thoughts are with you...
Oh, Law, I'm reading these in reverse order, so now seeing what happened. Prayers and love sent on angel wings. May they be of use to you and your family in some form or other.
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