“Mom, you know you are supposed to call me if you need help.” I shook my head as I looked at her partially made bed.
Less than three weeks since her major surgery; she stripped her bedding and put them in the washer and then in the dryer.
“I am fine now. I am doing much better,” she said as she walked behind her rollator walker into her bedroom.
My mom really inspires me when she is like this. At 70 and counting, her faith kept strong in the face of brain surgery. Her stubborn streak can put her in jeopardy though. She left my youngest brother’s home about two weeks after her surgery and came home. My stepfather deals with Alzheimer and needed her. He could not seem to function away from home. She determined it was best for them both for her to recover at home.
My younger brother understood, but he expressed concern. My oldest brother and sister-in-law who lives next door to him, helped them pack up and followed them on the 60-mile trek home.
My mom lives down the street from me. I met them and helped unload her car. My every step marred with worry for her and my father-in-law.
Her inspiring attitude, however, saw us through the weeks to come. Now looking back about two weeks later, I realized God did see us through. I helped get home health started up so she could have home-based therapy; a flock of friends volunteered to come each afternoon to spend time with her while I taught my online classes with Outschool; and my step-father’s daughter started coming every day to help with lunch.
I tried to come in the mornings to help her make her bed and to fix her oatmeal for breakfast, but my stepfather and she often beat me to it.
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