First of all, thanks so very much to all of you for your prayers and your words of support while I worried and worried about my MIL last week. Every time I read one of your comments, I could literally feel the comfort that you offered. I completely mean that. It was a physical relief.
Have you ever had a moment or a feeling that you're receiving grace? That's what you all gave me. That moment when you just breathe and let the comfort wash over you and then you know that you can move forward and everything will be ok no matter what. So you may not think that the words that you type have that big of an impact, but I mean to tell you that they do. So thanks to each and every one of you.
And someone - I don't know who - sent me a Secret Santa gift (a gift cert. to eHandcrafts) the day before Christmas. Girls...I was shocked. I had been busting my butt for a couple of days with caring for my MIL and feeling like the entire family Christmas thing was falling on my shoulders and dealing with Dave's extra work hours. Oh, and the impending ice storm was just the frosting on the cake. I was hardly sleeping and had been in constant motion since Sunday.
WELL, when I sat down at the computer before supper on Christmas Eve and looked at my email, I couldn't believe it. I almost wept. I mean, I read your blogs, too and I know that we all have our problems and worries lately. Kids (young and old), aging parents, PITA jobs or even joblessness...So I know that whoever sent this probably has worries of their own. But they put aside their troubles and thought of me and did something so kind just at a time when I needed it the most.
So I don't know who did this, but thank you from the bottom of my heart.
And as for my MIL...
We brought my MIL home from the hospital last Tuesday and I'm happy to tell you that her confusion seemed to disappear after a very, very short time. She slept well and completely each night, got some strength back, and little by little took steps to take care of herself each day. Then yesterday she told us that she was ready to go home and Dave and I felt pretty comfortable with that.
So today we packed her things and went to get some groceries and I took her home. We'll be checking in on her each day for the rest of the week and if she's having trouble, we'll bring her back here.
It's been a stressful week, especially with a holiday in the middle of it and with Dave having to work extra because of another pharmacist's vacation, but we made it through and I'll tell you what....I'm almost glad that this happened. It's been a wake-up call for us. Aging parents are something that we don't like to think about and so we just, well, we just don't think about it and that means that we don't always plan for it very well. Dave and I both see that we absolutely must plan for her care and we also see that we shouldn't expect help from any other family members. (His brother and sister-in-law did not lift a finger. Selfish? Let me tell you.)
I feel like I could sleep for a week now. Except my neighbor has just turned 70 and there's no way I'd want to miss his party tonight. George is super. In fact, at 70, his "age-ness is finally catching up to his coolness." But I want to go especially because I want to give him this!
Here is another quickie PS finish. This year's Christmas freebie. I had so little time to stitch this week, and I used the simplest of finishes because I really wanted to get this onto my little cross stitch ornie tree.
Actually, a quick nap may be just the thing. After all, I have to keep up with George tonight!