Arrggghhh! It's been a rough week in the world of long distance caregiving. On Wednesday, Mom had a car accident. No injuries, but it was clear that it was time to talk to her about driving. Then Saturday, she fell at Church. She missed 3 steps going through the gathering space to the bathroom. The ankle is broken and will require surgery later this week. Until the surgery, she's to be completely non-weight bearing, and I imagine she'll have quite a long recovery.
I'm trying to stay one to two decisions ahead of where we are. If the hospital won't keep her until the surgery, she'll need go to the rehab center. I know I don't want her going where Dad was. We'll have to see what is available, but I'm not there to actually SEE the places and make a good decision. I'll do what I can, and hope for the best. I'm going to spend today getting ahead for work, since I'll be headed back to Parentville for the surgery.
I'm angry. Angry that she wouldn't listen, and her friends wouldn't listen. We had 3 months after Dad died to look at assisted living places and make good decisions. Now we've got a mess and I'm 9 hours away! I'm angry at her friends, who are all telling me "We were really worried, she's not been doing well since you left". Well, yeah. Now you see what she's really like. Thanks so much for supporting me when I needed help getting her set up where she'd be safe.
Ok, enough of that. First mass, then class prep and finish my course proposal. One foot in front of the other.
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