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RE: my mom - Greg - 04-11-2022
Ugh.
RE: my mom - thatguy - 04-11-2022
Crap! Hoping for the best
--tg
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-11-2022
Exhausted all the exams at urgent care. Transferred to ER for many more tests.
Gonna be a long night.
RE: my mom - Dr. Ivor Yeti - 04-11-2022
I'm so sorry for you both
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-11-2022
Hour 5 in the system.
Lots of tests done. Waiting on results.
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-11-2022
Vending machine dinner.
My mom has a fractured pubis ramus and some minor spinal compression fractures in her lumbar spine but those may have preceded her fall. She’s to be admitted to the hospital tonight until she’s able to be transferred to a rehab facility. No surgery.
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-12-2022
1am
Still waiting. I’m grateful the the crying baby has gone. That went on for hours. The security guard is named Dante. Ironic, yes?
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-12-2022
2:20am back at my mom’s.
Visiting hours start at 10 tomorrow, so I’ll make that meeting.
RE: my mom - Greg - 04-12-2022
Yes, Dante seems apropos. You are on quite the journey. Get some rest?
RE: my mom - King Bob - 04-12-2022
Damn. Good luck.
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-12-2022
Thanks brothers. It's comforting to have someplace to vent.
I got one sleep cycle in and feel okay. Starting to put things in order in my head about how to proceed and how this week might go. I'm glad my mom is safe and in the system again. I need to put her affairs on hold here, which is a tad complicated but I've done it before.
RE: my mom - cranefly - 04-12-2022
Wishing the best with all this.
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-12-2022
The courtyard at El Camino is very pleasant. Taking a lunch break.
Mom’s not in great shape. She’s extra ditzy, fine when just lying quietly, but gets 8 level pain if she tries to sit up. I’m probably not going to stay too much longer. Not much I can do here.
Due to Covid I have to glove and apron up on top of the mask.
RE: my mom - Dr. Ivor Yeti - 04-12-2022
Sorry for you both, my friend.
RE: my mom - Drunk Monk - 04-12-2022
I dread being in this house alone. My parents bought it 50 years ago this year. It’s in terrible shape, falling apart from every angle. I see ghosts of my life and family everywhere and hear echoes from the corners of the past. I crank up the ol’ magnavox - a turntable/radio with a solid wood cabinets the size of two footlockers stacked on top of each other. It has incredibly warm bass like only solid real wood can produce. I suspect it’s driven by tubes. It weighs a ton, but it masks those echoes. As for the ghosts, I avert my eyes from dark nooks and mirrors. I love my parents and the home they built here for me to grow up inside, but now it’s haunted.
For years, I’ve faced the burden of this house. Don’t get me wrong - I’m grateful I’ll inherit it - but it is so full of reminders. At the meeting this morning I set up on the dining room table which is strewn with documents my mom thinks are important. Some of them are. Behind me were my mom’s dolls that she made as a youth. Two peachlings and one magnificent Renjishi - mythic Japanese figures - in large glass cases. Spying them in the background, one of my coworkers said ‘you’re in a museum?!’ They are beautiful and surely shaped me into following the warrior way. But what am I going to do with those? They’re fragile and huge. I don’t know how my folks transported them from Hawaii to Pennsylvania to here.
As I was searching for my mom’s magnifying glass that she uses to read, I found caches of food everywhere - mostly sweets - tucked under piles of papers and such. There are reams of papers with scribbled notes all over. It’s such a mess. I fear it.
I hope my mom can come home. But it’s inevitable that one day, she won’t be able to again. And then it’ll just be me with tons of detritus of my parents and mine.