Thursday, December 5, 2019

Plans Waylaid

Our tree delivery did not happen today.  Sometimes that is the way it is.  I was home and ready when I got a phone call from my brother-in-law.  He wanted me to come to the hospital.  My mother-in-law had been there for a week and they aren't expecting her to live much longer.  She got a virus that somehow got to her brain.  I'm sure there are technical words, I just haven't heard them.  And my usual source is no longer available to me. 
So, of course, I went to the hospital.  The twins and I visited with the chaplain.  We got a big response out of Gayle when we talked about the fun of having twins.  Other than that she could not communicate with us.  We did realize she was uncomfortable and got a nurse to help get her repositioned. 
She is suppose to be released tomorrow and discharged to a local hospice.  Bill can't take care of her at home.  She takes care of him.  His daughter is here, but she can't do both.  She has her own health issues.  Thank goodness the hospice is available to her.  She will get good care for the end of her life. 
It is a very sad day. 

Death comes in threes.  This could make number two for me.  Just breathing through it. 

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