Let’s start with last night. Michael phoned me around 9 or 10 to see if it was ok if he worked tomorrow (Sunday). Someone said if he couldn’t do this piece on Sunday, he’d go to another shop. I said fine.
So, this morning we dropped the boys off at Chabad for school and went to Target. I picked up a large (38 quart) Igloo cooler, bread, turkey, doughnuts (impulse buy), drink boxes and some misc. stuff. We came home and he went to work. I packed a picnic lunch and went to pick up the boys with Michael & Sara in tow.
We went to Lions Park (photos on my camera) and had a nice picnic lunch and the kids played a while. Then we left and came home. Dorian walked the dogs with me, and on our way back to the house my Zaide called. Gram had fallen in the tub and couldn’t get up and my aunt & uncle were out for the day, and he asked if I could come up. No problem, but I asked why didn’t he call 911? Apparently Gram wasn’t hurt, she was just stuck and he couldn’t pick her up. I told him I’d be at least a half hour but I was on my way and if she is hurt please call 911, don’t wait for me. I phoned my Dad, we put the dogs back in the house and the kids back in the car and hightailed it up to Delrey Beach.
We got there almost exactly a half hour after I hung up with Zaide (yah, I was flying low) and Gram was dressed, but still on the floor in her bedroom. She had managed to get out of the tub, but not into bed. Michael (my brother) and I picked her and got her situated in the bed. I was really stricken at how much she looked like mom – or how much mom looked like Gram. I can’t say I’ve noticed it before, but the shape of the head, the features, even the look… I must have asked half a dozen times if she was really OK. I sat and chatted with Zaide until 4 (we got there around 2:30?) to make sure she was OK and then we left.
I am exhausted. My shoulders hurt a bit. I am mostly just tired. I’ve not dealt with people getting old and dying, at least not when I was conscious that getting old and dying was what was going on. I can’t say I care for it at all. I was really taken back when I looked at my Gram and I saw my Mom in her last few months. It worries me. Dorian came in to her bedroom right after me to make sure she was OK. He was with me when I took the call and while I had assured him she was OK, he was quite worried. Even Malachai came in to check on her.
So that was my exciting day. We’re headed to the movies tonight. At the very least I can relax then.
I hope she actually didn’t hurt anything … that’s freaky
Ugh..I am so sorry. My grams fell a few times and…I hated it