and life goes on.....

one of the hardest things to do is watch a loved one suffer.  be it physical, emotional or even financial.  one has to make a choice, be co-dependent in the wallowin' of self pity, or give 'em a boot to jolt 'em back to reality & what truly matters at the end of the day.....

it's been a day thus far.  puter misbehavin' yet again.  what exactly is the lifespan of a laptop?  i dunno fer certain, but've been told mine is jest plum ancient!   i believe it to be around 6-8 years old, give or take a year or 2 in either direction.  twas given to me, so i've no records to reflect on.

let the pups out without adult supervision.  true to her nature, ms bandit somehow got over the 6' fence that surrounds the backyard.  she's a determined creature.  winds outta the wrong direction, didn't even turn her head when i whistled.  i can see her in the distant, freshly plowed/blown field about 1/4 mile out.  i'm hopin' it's a pheasant she's after (well, she is a bird dog after all) and not the skunk who has been smellin' up our dusty air.    the son goes to water horses fer me (aint he a good'un?) so i told him to keep an eye out.  she's now safely indoors with me, not a hint of skunk, thank goodness.

the hubs calls.  his mom fell & broke her hip thursday and he's been in lubbock at the hospital with her since friday.  they took her to surgery yesterday around noon.  procedure went well.  3 pins to put it back together, good as new in 6 weeks.  this woman will never be "good as new", but we've hopes she'll be up to her onery self :).  

she's been a good patient til today it seems.  the call was to tell me that she's most defiant, whiny, irritable & bein' ugly to his sis.  well, what does one expect?  this woman has had 3 bypasses, more stints than i can recall and fer the past 5 years has been so medicated fer every ailment known to mankind (loads of depression & anxiety) that it's a wonder she's sane at all!  her last heart attack wasn't that long ago.  they went to do a stint, complete blockage on the left (her worst side anyhow, don't they read records or mri reports?) so they opted to put one in the right since it was 90% shutdown....yepperz, went well, we're gonna send ya home day after tomorrow.  well, 2 hours 'fore sendin' her home - crash 'n burn.  go figure, eh?

they finally made the determination that perhaps a pacemaker was in order... after all these years of "there's not much of anythin' that can be done" someone had a light bulb come on.  i asked this very questions 5 years ago, why not a pacemaker?  anyhow, she's been hummin' along with the darned thing.  blood pressure is great, no more anxiety, depression lessened to almost sheer non-existence.  home health comes daily to make sure she's takin' her meds proper and she had jest started gettin' out & about, by herself even, about a week ago.  nope, can't imagine why she'd be cranky with a broke hip, poor woman was finally gettin' a life back!

anyhow, told him they (him & the sis) need to sit down with her, find out what the trouble is.  brooch the possibility that i'm right.  empathize with the feelin's she's havin', then they need to make a plan to re-direct her frustrations to get well & on her feet.  sis needs to jest put a hand up and tell mom that "no, yer not gonna treat me this way.  i'm gonna leave ya to yer own fer a bit", then do that.  leave.  not call him & tell him he needs to return (no, he wouldn't listen & didn't take the necessities with, so was at the store...men...).

maybe what his mom needs is to be left on her own fer a while.  perhaps she'll take that "quiet time" and put it to good use.  somethin' we should all do when troubles abound, frustration & despair sets in.  take a moment to think about it from all angles.  own up to our responsibility fer said "crisis", change what can be changed (normally it's ourselves...easier said than done at times i know), accept that we cannot change others.