And Then There Were Two
Anita Henson
And Then There Were Two
Anita Henson

At halftime, Dad walked across the field with great success and received cheers from 46,000 attendees at the Sun Bowl. What a great feeling. He came home and said, "I made it!" The worst was over and our fears never materialized for the Sun Bowl, but they did a week later when what we feared the most happened. Dad fell. He broke his hip. He was in the hospital for four days and now he is at the Rehab Center. I have never seen Dad after any type of surgery. I wasn't there when he had his stents. I wasn't there after his two knee surgeries, his broken ankle, or his trip to the hospital when his blood pressure was too high. I was by his side after he called for us and yelled "I fell, help!" I was in the bedroom taking care of Mom and he was walking down the ramp into the den when he slipped and fell. It was mid morning and my brother was asleep. We had just returned from breakfast at Sonic.
I had a break from the doctors, paperwork, and managing two carees when my brother and his wife (who is a nurse) arrived to relieve me. My brother stayed with Dad and my sister-in-law stayed with Mom. She caught my mother's emerging UTI with E-Coli and my brother kept Dad company, talked to the different agencies who will be involved with his care when he comes home.
I was able to go home on my scheduled flight home to see my husband and rest. His response to the events, "It is what it is." He has been very supportive. Not sure how blessed I feel at the moment, caring for one, and now there were two.
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