Counting the blessings

Things have been a little hectic around here lately, and I haven’t been getting around to my favorite blogs much. I really miss reading your posts, but there just aren’t enough hours in the day right now.

Mother Jello’s progess has not been as smooth as we had all hoped. She had a procedure on Friday to fuse a compression fracture in her vertebra, and as far as the x-rays show, it went perfectly. She continues, however, to be in a great deal of back pain. I suppose that when you are 87 years old and rather frail, any kind of recovery is hard. So for now, the challenge is getting the right balance of pain treatment and rehab.

And it’s all terribly stressful for the family, of course. So I try to stop and count the blessings and good fortune that I and my family have:

  • I don’t even know where to start to tell you, but I guess first right now is my mother’s care. She is being well taken care of in a wonderful hospital with top-notch doctors and compassionate nurses. That, Jello Heads, is huge.
  • Another blessing is that I can stay at my parents’ house and commute to work from there during the week, therefore not taking time off from work unless I have to.  I can do this because I have such a wonderful partner — 11 years next month — who’s holding down the home-front and the various animal and household chores involved. She’s painting the bathroom as I write (er, yeah, the bathroom. still). God bless Unnamed Partner, and thank her for taking me on a walk in the woods on Sunday afternoon to balance the may hours spent in a sterile hospital these days.
  • I have 2 older brothers who are stepping up to the plate and doing what needs to be done.
  • I have the most unbelievably caring circle of friends who listen and read when I call or email, and who offer help when appropriate. Friends who are OTs, friends with elderly parents, friends with resources, friends who suddenly appear at your door with a Peach Dump Cake (Krazy Kat — you are awesome! and I’m sorry I’m beating you in the Fantasy Football League, but since you’re co-managing that team now I hope you won’t hold it against me.)

So if you are a blogger and I haven’t visited lately, don’t worry — I’ll be back. But for now, my schedule allows for a post on my lunch break, and that’s about it. When I get out of work, I’ll hop on Metro to Alexandria, Va.,  where I’ll get in my car and drive to the hospital. There I’ll find my dad who will have been there all day. We’ll visit with my mom while she eats dinner, then get her settled ’til she falls asleep. Then Dad and I will go back to their house, where Big Brother #1 will have dinner waiting for us.

Thus is the cycle of life for the moment. It’s tiring — and full of goodness and love. Thank you all.


  1. The mark of a special person is one who can count blessings in the midst of adversity. I hope all goes well with your mom and I hope to see you back to your usual blog surly self soon! LOL. take care.

  2. one other thing I remember from all the times I sat with my mother in the hospital- it always seems much worse while in the hospital than when at home.

    once she gets out, it’ll feel much better- for her, for you, for everyone.

    which reminds me of a funny story….

  3. hang in there, things will get better for all. it is always good to count your blessings as you move through the challenges of life.

  4. Sending you all many prayers and good wishes. Your ability to write like this, with honesty and gratitude are beautiful. You are thought of with much affection around these parts!

  5. You are blessed, for one big reason … your mother is still here. Having spent many an hour at the hospital with both my mother and father I can certainly empathize with what you are going through. I will keep you in my thoughts.


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