All seemed so hopeful. My husband’s recovery and my mother’s so sure; then last week, I entered another door; a door leading to despair.
About a week and a half ago, my mother began falling. She slipped away a little bit each day. I saw her become more and more confused and dazed. She began loosing her balance one step at a time, falling several times a day over the course of one week. I don’t think she meant to walk when she knew she could become unstable at any time. She didn’t seem to understand the danger.
She seemed like a little child, alone. She wanted her independence and a return to better days. Despite my warnings and fears, she got up at night without my help. Then, she had a major fall and suffered a broken vertebrae in her spine.
She is in the hospital this week after surgery to repair her spine, but I am praying for her mind. She seems to forget things and has become so fragile. It is like she is opening doors looking for a way back home. Sometimes for a moment she finds the right one and comes home to us, recognizing us and we cling to hope.
Then she turns around and vanishes through another door in her mind.
Prayers for miracles for my mother are appreciated.
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