Jul 9 2011 in The Unit Known As Shandi's blog by The Unit Known as Shandi
Mom’s respirations are slowing down, and other signs are pointing to about 72 hours (according to the hospice nurse…if she had to guess). That would be daddy’s birthday.
The most frustrating part of today was dealing with the “nuts-and-bolts” of this (getting oxygen in and learning to use it, dealing with financial affairs, etc) and feeling so resentful because these details were consuming my day and taking away from my remaining hours with Mom. I thought about posting my “To Do” list for the day. It was an ironic mix of the “nuts-and-bolts” stuff and things like playing the piano for Mom (yep, I did play for her this evening, just as the sun was setting and she was nodding off after I gave her medication). I hope to wheel her hospital bed outside tomorrow for some fresh air.
Photo of the day is of our son and Mom. He has been the all-around, handy-dandy, Mr. Fix-it-man and has shown so much love to his grandma, as well as to us. He’s pretty handsome, I think!
Our elder son is coming tomorrow morning, and going walking with me. I’m looking forward to it.