It's been a tough 24 hours. It's been a tough 6 months. Ultimately, I have survived but at what price? I have shed so many tears that they don't even come anymore. There is so much I just don't understand and I don't think I ever will. Just when you think you have a situation or someone figured out... there is change. Lots and Lots of Change.
Terry's Mom is still with us. Today I took her to the doctor. The doctor wrote a referral for Hospice care. "Failure to Thrive" is the reason for the referral. I think of all the changes that I have made in my life to help her. I think of all the opportunities that I passed up. Then to see the diagnosis of "Failure to Thrive". What lesson is there for me to learn in this? Maybe I will find out when I die. Words are just words. Actions do speak louder than words. I know that MY actions have been with the best intent. I know that I have honestly and truthful tried to give her quality of life, even when it wasn't convenient.
I just need to learn how to let go of the anger. When others don't say what I think they should, act they way I think they should. No one is here with me and Terry. No one is here day in and day out. I'm not complaining but want to make a point. STOP AND THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK. I know that is something I have had to learn. I am still learning. We are doing the best we know how too. When you say "Thank You, But..." I sincerely hope that NO ONE and I mean NO ONE, not even my exhusband has to go through what we have gone through. The disappointment in family and friends. Now, don't everyone start calling and texting because I have not named names and all you will do is make yourself look guilty when no one knows who I'm talking about.
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