Well, it's been 15 days since this whole horrible ordeal began with my grandmother - we are finally getting over the shock of her diagnosis, but not really very accepting of the situation; at least not yet!
On the brighter side, she has been living in the Rehab Center for a week and we all seem to be learning the schedules and routines - pretty well? Not great, but well enough that we aren't up-in-arms when things don't happen as WE think they should.
Nan-Naw has started on a physical therapy routine each day that is supposed to help her walk better with the use of her walker, basically she's just trying to muster up the energy to be able to sit in her wheelchair for any extended length of time. It's really hard to see her go down so quickly, but I am going to consider this aggressive illness a blessing, if that is possible? I know it is going to be hard to lose her, but at the same time I would have never wanted her suffering to drag on for many many months or years - that would just be undue cruelty to her - her mind is still very alert and this experience is agonizing enough for her.
Each day she is getting up and with the help, she is getting dressed in 'street' clothes, doing her hair and even putting on a little rouge... she enjoys going to breakfast down in the dining area and visiting with a few new friends she's met. Isn't it funny how just a day or two of coffee and Cheerios can lead to new friendships during such a trying time of life?
So basically - each day brings new challenges and new blessings for all of us!
I heard this on Good Morning America this morning and I thought I would pass this along...
YESTERDAY is history, TOMORROW is a Mystery, and TODAY is a gift - that's why we call it present!