Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Mom

It is not my intent for this blog to be a bummer for those who read it, but I think that it is something that all of us will face or have faced in our lives. My Mom is eighty-nine and she is now beginning to show signs of dementia. Writing is my way of dealing with Mom as she is now and at the same time remembering the Mom I knew as I was growing up. Perhaps this blog is a way that I can celebrate and share my Mom's life with others.

The past couple of days have been both harrowing, frustrating and inspiring. What is happening to Mom, what does she really want to do with the rest of her life? Right now she has not been able to communicate very much. She has been in the hospital, on oxygen and not interested in food for two days. All of a sudden she asks for soda. Her grand-daughter carefully feeds her the soda with a plastic spoon and wipes her mouth. The process itself looked like a Mother feeding her small child. It looked like a task that Mom must have done repeatedly for her three daughters over the years. Sher remarked how great it tasted. A simple remark such as this one gives us a glimmer of hope about the possibility of Mom's recovery.

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