As the colors of summer are fading, I am thinking of my mom in the care center. Last night she did not know who I was. This has happened before and, after sitting with me a few minutes, she'd come around and recognize me. Not so this time.
She fell again last Friday. This was her 7th fall and the 3rd that required an emergency room visit. She has suffered head lacerations three times. Each fall has acerbated her mental condition...age-related senility. The problem with this type of senility is that it results in aggressive physical and emotional outbursts and patients often require sedation. I am in awe of the physical strength that has come from this 97 year old 100 lb. woman during these episodes. During this last ER visit it took three nurses to hold her down while the doctor stapled her wound closed.
It is amazing to me how much the human body can endure. I have prayed that she is happy and comfortable...so many prayers . I'm now asking God to find a safe place for her.
We once had a conversation about death and I asked her if she was afraid to die. Her response was no. She commented that she has had a good long life. God had been good to her. She is a strong woman. I laugh and think...that must be the 'Russian' in her. I hope she passes her strength on to me.