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Some emails have come to me in the last few days about my Mom. Well, she’s not doing much better, last Tuesday night she worried us all with lots of pain and sickness. Her cute little southern voice was raspy from being sick the majority of the day.
Lori sat with her after school keeping her amused with all the hilarity that goes on in her class room i.e. the snow dance they all performed, hopefully to get out of school like the kids up north.
She’s so little and no young kid should have to see a parent in pain, it amazes me to see how strong willed she is. My G says kids are a lot stronger than we give them credit for. I guess that’s true because Lori is right beside Mom the whole time making sure her every need is taken. We all agree that Lori will make a great nurse, just as Mom did before she took on the task of home schooling us all.
As promised to Luke and Jacks, I’d keep them informed on the situation at hand and if anything changed. Luke remarked he hated to see my number come up on the caller ID for fear that it would be some bad news.
At times when I look at my Mom is see the aunt—her older sister-- that just passed away recently. It worries me to even think that way, having my new found “Keep it cool” attitude; I don’t want to slip into some sort of depression.
My Pops of course came home, he was so tender and caring and quiet in the hospital, the minute his feet hit the floor at the house, he was a totally different man. Sullen and sulky, he slammed his office door and didn’t come out the rest of the night. He screeched for us to keep it down and not to disturb him. Lori crept off to her room, presumably to get online and talk to whom ever – hopefully it was Jacks.
G, who is staying at the inside house to be closer offered to keep Lori but she insisted on coming home with me. Maybe she needs some alone time too?
I called Luke and he went through his usual barrage of questions and “What ifs”. I answered as completely as I could. Trying my best to keep my patience with him, he insists on packing Lori up to move in with them right this moment.
Jacks was his normal silent self, only whispering in asking what he needed to do. I told him to sit tight for right now, he didn’t like that answer but accepted it. Right now all I need his him and Pops to go at it, with Pops in his mood and Jacks in his, it’s a 50/50 chance on who would win.
I keep my fingers crossed and my hopes high and my faith in the doctors and their knowledge. I find my thoughts drifting off to her during the day when I think I’m deep in thought about work I awaken to see it’s on her.
I thank you for your concerns and thoughts and prayers.