It’s been almost 2-years since I’ve posted on this blog!
Life has taken me down a different road for about three years. My Mother went to her heavenly home 3-years ago this coming July 1, 2017. My Dad came to live with us and was not happy leaving Missouri, but he didn’t have a choice. He could not take care of himself and his dementia was getting worse. He was almost totally blind and couldn’t hear. But his stubbornness came with him. He was 24/7 care for us. He did accept going to a PACE program for a few hours a day 3-4 days a week. This gave Bud (my husband) some relief from caregiving. He completely took over the physical care of my Dad without complaining. (I work M-F 8:45a – 5:00p to keep the home fires burning.)
GOD has a way of working things out before you even anticipate them.
Bud retired from Erlanger Hospital in April of 2009 (not by choice, they had a big lay-off and since he was only there for 10-years and paid more for his experience, he was included in the lay-off). While we struggled financially, little did we know that this would come as an advantage to us a few years later. This made it possible for Bud to be here for my Dad. Otherwise, he would have to go into a nursing home. We did not want that and neither did he.
We had some rough times with his dementia but we survived them. He had a heart attack that wasn’t diagnosed for several hours. At first, everyone thought it was his gallbladder and were getting ready to schedule gallbladder surgery. Then his labs came back!! Heart Attack! He stayed 4-days in the hospital and then was moved to Hospice care. One of us was with him 24 hours a day. He was never left alone. Everyone was so kind to us at both places. I have no complaints. Dad left this world Sunday, February 5, 2017 1:15am. He would have been 92 on the 25th of July this year.
It still seems unreal that both my parents are gone. They were always there! I still look in the rearview mirror expecting to see Dad’s face. I still have their phone number on my phone. It took me a long time before I didn’t think about calling my Mom. I really didn’t have time to grieve my Mother’s death while taking care of Dad. Now I grieve for both. Grief strikes at the strangest times.
I know this is a SEASON of Life, but one I don’t think we’re ever ready for. When we’re young and raising our own children with our own commitments and responsibilities we don’t even let it enter our minds that LIFE is really just a vapor.