While my blog began as a platform for sharing my experiences in the care of my parents and their nursing home placement, it has grown to be more. Dad has gone on to his heavenly reward and Mom is moving deeper into the abyss of dementia. Whether or not I am learning anything during this process, maybe sharing it can be an encouragement to someone else facing something similar.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Addendum to My Mother's Hands
It was pointed out to me today that I had inadvertently left my younger brother, Rich, out of the story completely. At the time, it slipped my mind that I did, in fact, have a fun story to tell regarding his birth. It has very little to do with the focus of this story (Mom's hands) but it is fun to recount. As I mentioned when writing about my older brother's birth, because our family lived so far from the hospital, Mom had to go to the hospital early and wait for labor. Dad took Mom to Lusaka a couple of weeks before her due date. When Dad came to visit her a week or so later, he found her walking around the hospital hallway. He commented to her that she was looking well and moving around so well at this point her her pregnancy. She grinned at him and asked him, "would you like to see your son now?" He couldn't tell that she had already had their baby???? I might have been tempted to smack him. :) :)
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WOW! That is absolutely hysterical!! ...if I were in her shoes, I think I would have been tempted to smack him as well!
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