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Weekend update plus
Jun. 5th, 2006 09:41 pmIt's been rough the last few days, but at least there were some silver linings amongst the clouds. Mom's worsening condition seems to have lost some of it's momentum, and she's feeling at least a bit more comfortable. Still not eating much, in constant, often excruciating pain and needing a walker to get around at times. This is hard for me to watch at times. Mom has always been an energetic, independent, go-getting sort, and seeing this decline is heartbreaking. She keeps on trying to be upbeat about it all though. And hopeful. But not too much, for obvious reasons.
This past Tuesday was Jeff's birthday. Not knowing what to get him for a gift, I had decided to hold his graduation party here at the house rather than trying to find a restaurant to have it. His parents were going to come down for the event, which happened Saturday. Sadly, with mom's sickness, we decided to put it off until some future date. Instead, it was just me in the stands of the 1st Mariner Arena in Baltimore as he received his diploma with high honors. The man put in a lot of time and effort and did not settle for anything less than the best. I'm proud of him. We all are. Our planned party of maybe 20 people became simply a nice dinner with the three of us.
Saturday afternoon also let me witness once again the healing power of gardening as far as Mom's concerned. A beautiful day, she decided to go outside and tend to the storm-disturbed rose bed. For a while, she forgot about her pain, fussed over the plants and enjoyed herself for a while. It made the rest of the day for her a lot more bearable.
Sunday was to have been an outing of a different sort for Mom had she been able. The University of Maryland Medical Center had given us a pair of tickets to Oriole Park to watch the O's play the Yankees. Complimentary parking, seats in a sky suite with lots of food and drink provided. The occasion was for the Cancer Survivors, something they do each year. Her surgeon, Dr. Krasna, even threw out the first pitch. Mom could not make it, instead Jeff and I went (and being that Jeff is a cancer survivor himself, I was not technically 'cheating' by bringing him instead, lol) and watched the Orioles hand the Yankees their asses in an 11-4 game played in perfect weather some of their best ever. They would do no less for Mom.
Today was spent taking her for treatments, doing laundry, tinkering around the house and planning future projects. I'm trying to keep upbeat about things, keeping my mind and hands occupied while things play out here. Tomorrow I will make a trip to track down some oak millwork to make trim for the new doors. I gotta clean up the wood shop downstairs and play Norm Abram for a while making jamb extensions, thresholds and other goodies.
I'll have some pictures to post soon. It's too late to futz with them now. Besides, there might be more.
This past Tuesday was Jeff's birthday. Not knowing what to get him for a gift, I had decided to hold his graduation party here at the house rather than trying to find a restaurant to have it. His parents were going to come down for the event, which happened Saturday. Sadly, with mom's sickness, we decided to put it off until some future date. Instead, it was just me in the stands of the 1st Mariner Arena in Baltimore as he received his diploma with high honors. The man put in a lot of time and effort and did not settle for anything less than the best. I'm proud of him. We all are. Our planned party of maybe 20 people became simply a nice dinner with the three of us.
Saturday afternoon also let me witness once again the healing power of gardening as far as Mom's concerned. A beautiful day, she decided to go outside and tend to the storm-disturbed rose bed. For a while, she forgot about her pain, fussed over the plants and enjoyed herself for a while. It made the rest of the day for her a lot more bearable.
Sunday was to have been an outing of a different sort for Mom had she been able. The University of Maryland Medical Center had given us a pair of tickets to Oriole Park to watch the O's play the Yankees. Complimentary parking, seats in a sky suite with lots of food and drink provided. The occasion was for the Cancer Survivors, something they do each year. Her surgeon, Dr. Krasna, even threw out the first pitch. Mom could not make it, instead Jeff and I went (and being that Jeff is a cancer survivor himself, I was not technically 'cheating' by bringing him instead, lol) and watched the Orioles hand the Yankees their asses in an 11-4 game played in perfect weather some of their best ever. They would do no less for Mom.
Today was spent taking her for treatments, doing laundry, tinkering around the house and planning future projects. I'm trying to keep upbeat about things, keeping my mind and hands occupied while things play out here. Tomorrow I will make a trip to track down some oak millwork to make trim for the new doors. I gotta clean up the wood shop downstairs and play Norm Abram for a while making jamb extensions, thresholds and other goodies.
I'll have some pictures to post soon. It's too late to futz with them now. Besides, there might be more.
