Hi on a lovely drizzly Monday morning. I've just been thrashing out my Mud Cakes and Roses column which was due in on Friday the 10th. It completely slipped my mind because I was in New Plymouth but I got an extension to lunchtime today which is so lovely of them. I'm just going to grab a cup of tea and come back!
Yesterday I wrote and recorded my radio show and then it was time to head to rehearsal for the afternoon. We were there from 1pm until 5.30pm and I have to tell you at first I was a rather grumpy zombie! I was/am so tired, more emotionally than physically after my week at the hospital with Mum that it was really hard to focus on Fiddler. The noise of constant voices is hard for me at the moment too because let's face it - I spend a lot of time with plants that don't physically talk at me! Giggle.
Rehearsal went well and we were in our costumes (hmmm lovely, NOT.. giggle) for some of the time. It is three weeks until opening night, crikey, crikey, crikey, eeeeeeeeeeeek! There are a few bits and pieces that changed while I was away but I will pick them up fairly quickly.
Now to Mum... I can't remember what I've told you but here's the basic run down. Her broken hip op went well then she had complications due to severe bowel impaction (most likely was fairly bad before her fall) and last Monday they basically told us nature had to take its course. They had tried various things which hadn't worked and they couldn't operate because of her age stating it would be too risky (Mum on the other hand really has had enough of being here!). They tried one more thing on the Monday which definitely made a slight difference. On Tuesday Mum had a Type 2 heart attack (not caused by blockages but by strain) while in the bathroom which caused everyone to come running, getting her back to bed as soon as possible where they did an ECG and diagnosed the Type 2.
Mum also has a certain amount of delirium which comes and goes and this can be quite perturbing. I spent a lot of time plucking items out of the air and handing them to her because the last thing you want to do is tell them the item doesn't exist because this would make her condition much worse. It's a common effect of the shock of the accident, the surgery and her bowel problems and we've been told it will settle.
Because of her other health issue they haven't been able to mobilise her much so if the delirium continues this will decrease her chances of going to the rehabilitation ward and she'll end up going back to the rest home but to the hospital end of it. This upsets me because that is where the full-blown dementia patients are and Mum still only has very moderate dementia. She would absolutely detest being there. Keep your fingers crossed this won't happen!
I need to go and prick out heaps of seedlings for the rest of the day so I'll leave this here. It's lovely to be home but very hard to be away from Mum. She is such an amazingly strong, gorgeous soul! I love her to the moon and back and we had a lot of precious moments in amongst everything that was going on. I'll treasure those moments forever! Smiles..