She called again and asked if I'd come over and see her.
They got a lovely apartment for her but she looks so bedraggled and weak her voice is low and she told me how much she wanted me to come see her. She said her Son who started the mess told her to have me come over but he didn't want any trouble from me. Believe me not much trouble I can cause or ever did cause. They have explained it to her that her and I need to be separate because she was getting so angry at me all the time. She told me I told them things I was doing and I shouldn't of told them of how bad she was getting. The conversation had lots of words but not much content mostly lots of repeats even worse than before. My heart is breaking and I no that in the end she would of had to leave me to a place where more qualified persons would be at hand! She wanted to know if we could go places or to dinner and I told of course love your still my life and without you I have little reason. Actually she handled it all better than I did. I feel they have worked on her to accept this situation. She was feeling bad that apparently I put her sons job in jeopardy for calling the law on him! I don't think I did but that another way to sway her mind!
My greatest concern is that with her gone I am alone as well as her and her memory causing her to do things with her pills or other things that may be dangerous or not to be with her at night when she gets up wander or in pain looking for pain pills or because she fell out of bed or off the toilet who will be there for her to call for help and pick her up when needed. These things have happened to her over the past several years on a few occasions. And without me being there who?
She still remembers such things if mentioned but they have her totally convinced that living alone with her and I apart is the best for all! Even though the medical world has told them this is and was a mistake! She did tell me that she didn't want to come back to her house telling me she is happy and that is all I ever wanted for her this gave me some relief but I not sure if it was a her childrens influence or a real feelilng because a week ago she told me she never wanted to leave her home.
Then for me who will be there when I go into insulin shock in my sleep and no to get sugar in me or glucose and call for help if needed? All things for longer life seem bleak for both her and I. My only choice may be to sell the house and get as much as I can and move up into Iowa where I have family and maybe I can get my sister to move in with me. Right now I'm all confused and worried about
what more can I do for Mary and now what can I do for myself.
The good part was I got to see her again and put my arms around her and give her a big hug. Which is how we greeted each other every morning!
A greatful moment I am happy to share with all of you not sure when the next one will come
Post Edited (Rabbin) : 10/24/2006 2:07:09 PM (GMT-6)