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My mother, my basement, and my eye – Is 2019 over yet?

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So let’s start with my mum. I haven’t written an update on her for a while.

She’s still in the hospital, even though her pneumonia is cleared up. For a while there she was so lethargic and unwilling to move that the doctor told me it was likely her dementia’s progression, and that she’d never get better. So last week, on her 89th birthday in fact, we had a meeting with the hospital’s discharge planner, the head nurse from her retirement home, and myself. My mother refused to get up and walk, so it was decided that I needed to start looking for nursing homes. She wouldn’t even lift her hand to feed herself.

I explained it all to her when the meeting was over, and it was as though a switch flipped. The next day she was up walking.

It took a few days, but I convinced them to go back and reassess. Yay! I thought. She’d be able to go back and live somewhat independently! But no, now her ankle is swollen and she can’t put any weight on it. The x-ray turned up nothing, so gout, maybe? The good news is she’s more alert and less confused than I’ve seen her in a long time, probably due to not smoking for a month.

And even better, she seems to have forgotten that cigarettes exist. She hasn’t asked for one in three weeks.

Fast forward to yesterday morning, I was sitting in the living room with Alex (who was supposed to go to his dad’s this weekend but didn’t–it’ll be at least 2 months again before I have a break), when my eldest son came upstairs and said he thought a pipe had burst. There was water under his desk in his room.

When I got down there, half the basement was flooded. All the cardboard boxes on the floor and everything in them, I figured, was ruined. Turned out it wasn’t the whole basement once we got stuff moved, but the leak had been ongoing for some time. The stuff that was ruined was really bad. The good news is I think we’ve managed to plug up the hole, which is half-way down the wall in the concrete behind an electrical outlet. The bad news is mold.

Fast forward again to this morning. The windy weather made Alex decide he wouldn’t get dressed to go to school. So we did our usual dance when he’s misbehaving, him screaming at me and punching me and me ignoring him the best I can until he complies. Which he always does, eventually, and usually with minimal damage until this morning when he decided to hit me in the side of the head with his sock. It wouldn’t have hurt except he got me in the eye. My only good eye. The other one is legally blind.

So I’m off to the eye doctor today, just to make sure there’s no serious injury. The sock in question was one he’d worn before, and I think he had it on downstairs yesterday. Nothing like an infection to ruin your entire life …

Happy, happy, joy, joy.

The bright side? Alex actually went to school today on the bus, even though there’s snow. Keeping my fingers crossed we’ll finally have a full week of school, the first one this year.

 

Author: LindaGHill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

58 thoughts on “My mother, my basement, and my eye – Is 2019 over yet?

  1. Gosh, Linda. I feel ya. Sending good vibes your way…

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  2. Glad to see from the comments that your eye is ok. What a time you are having. I hope things get better. At least the snow won’t last forever.

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  3. Good gravy. I am so sorry about your one good eye. Bless. You’re done. I sure hope some extra goodness is headed your way.

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  4. Oh my God, I hope you are fine and Alex too. Glad mom is better.

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  5. What a handful, better grab glass of wine and hot bath.

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  6. It will get better, one day at a time. Take care of your eye.

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  7. Oh my! Sounds like the sh*t is hitting your door as well. Oh man! My Heart does go out to you. Just hang in there, Linda. This month overall has been a doozy! Good luck with your eye. I really hope you are OK!!! πŸŒΉπŸ¦‹πŸŒΉ

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  8. oh dear, what a day in the life of! I do hope things improve for you, your mother and your son. Blessings.

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  9. Oh, Linda, what a collection of Bads! I hope all the Bads turn Good. So funny, in a cared-for-my-mom-with-dementia-too kind of way, your mother hopping up when you told her the consequences. As long as that happens, there’s life in ‘er yet!

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  10. You’re much braver than me. At this point I would be locked in a closet waiting for the plague of locusts to descend on me. What a horrific sequence of events! I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I hope things at least even out some soon.

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  11. Oh Linda😳
    What a rigmarole 😲
    Hugs to you. Hope the eye and mum are okay xx

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  12. Poor thing! Hope it all sorts out soon.

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  13. My goodness. Prayers girlfriend. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ™πŸ»

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  14. Oh dear, Linda, I am so sorry. It really does sound like a terrible time.

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  15. Very hard on you, I hope things look up soon.

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  16. My father too had dementia and was bedridden for some months. He passed away in September 2016. It is very difficult to see our loved ones change so much. I am sure everything will work out fine. Regards

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  17. What a chapter of happenings. Hope your Mum is okay. More to the point I do hope your eye is okay with no nasty germs from the cellar in it. I am praying Alex, from now on gets to go to school every single day for the rest of year barring holidays. Sadly last time I looked it’s still 2019. πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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  18. Sorry to hear about your circumstances Linda. Keep strong. Better days are coming.

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  19. Linda, what a chain of events. Sounds like the basis for a short story. Sorry you had so much turmoil. I hope your eye is ok and the water leak has a permanent fix. Sending you uplifting thoughts.

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  20. dealing with someone who has dementia is hard. Momma had it it and it and was really hard. she didn’t like to get up when it progressed; rather, she wanted to sleep all of the time. patience is key I think.

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  21. It’s hard to know where to start,Linda. I hope the good things keep getting better, the bad things stop happening, and the damage done (basement/angle/eye) improves quickly.

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  22. Ah, geez. What to say to all of that? Pot is legal in Canada? Yes, there are months (and months) like that (we’ll hope it isn’t a year), and they evolve and ease up. I hope your eye is ok. It *does* remind me of a SoCS prompt: sock/socked. β™₯

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