Sunday, March 17, 2013

When Things Go Wrong


Some days are harder than other days. Some days we get up and whatever can go wrong seems to be in a hurry to head down that road. I had one of those afternoons last week. A day when everything seemed to pile on. I had a lot to do. Words for the new story weren't exactly spilling out. The new room was sounding good, but promising extra work. Other extra chores showing up.

Time seemed to be in very short supply even though I knew the days all still had the same amount of hours and minutes. But how was I going to fit everything into those hours and minutes? Especially with the hours I was going to be spending at Mom's. And then my dog, Oscar, didn't get out of the way of one of the workers building our new room. The truck ran over his leg and broke it. I was sitting with Mom when the call came, but I couldn't leave to see about him. Mom can't be alone. So I had to wait until my husband could go home to check on him a couple of hours later. Then he was off to the vet's where Oscar has been ever since in the doggie hospital after surgery on his back leg.

It was frustrating to not be able to go see if Oscar was all right. I know he's only a dog, but he's my dog and a very good dog at that. But then the afternoon just got worse with a call that a dear friend of my sister's had died suddenly. Amelia was a beautiful lady that we will all miss. Perhaps Mom sensed my upset because she became agitated and determined to go home to her childhood home because "her mother expected her." She didn't know who I was and said I was definitely "not her daughter." She had to be married to have daughters. Meanwhile my daughter was on the way home for a visit for the first time since Christmas, and I was anxious to be at home to see her. Things went from bad to worse on my stress meter when Mom's night sitter didn't show up due to a mix-up. And I didn't have her telephone number.

A bad afternoon. But you know, everybody has those kinds of days. And when I stopped having my "pity party" I knew I had plenty of blessings to count, among them that Oscar most likely will be okay, although perhaps with a bum leg. Mom settled down and remembered I was her daughter the next day. My daughter made it home safely. I have more weeks to try to find the right words for my story. My grandchildren are beautiful and healthy. I have friends who love me enough to pray for my mother, for my sister's friend's family, and even for my sweet dog. Prayer makes a difference when you're having a bad day and makes good days better.
 
And Mom had a birthday yesterday that turned into a pretty good day for her. She was 93. Sometimes she even realizes that, but most of the time she isn't happy to hear that number. She used to tell us all the time that she wanted to live to be 100, but she never imagined having dementia that was going to steal the joy out of those 100 years. But she did have some joy on her birthday. She got roses from a dear friend. She got hugs from some of her great grandchildren. She got flowers and presents and cards from us. I fixed her an Angel food cake with strawberries and she gave all the strawberries off her plate to the littlest great granddaughter who loves strawberries. We also had chocolate pie that my daughter and I made from my mother's recipe. It was okay, but it wasn't as good as Mom's used to be.
 
But some of her family was able to come and share a little time with her. While they were here, she was almost like her old self. Loving the kids. Laughing when somebody was talking to her. Blowing out the two candles on her cake. Looking at her presents and cards that were new over and over since she didn't remember looking at them before. A good afternoon for her and an answer to prayer.
 
So thank you for reading about my bad day and my good day. Please remember Amelia's family in your prayers. Their bad day is ongoing for they will be missing their mother and grandmother and wife for a long time as many of you are still missing your grandmothers. I do have a few more grandmother stories I'm going to share in the days to come. And I'd still love to hear yours if you want to share a story. The contest for the Grandmother's Bible is still open, so pitch your name in my hat for the drawing if you haven't already. Just leave a comment on this blog or on Jocie's blog or send me an e-mail from my website.  


8 comments:

  1. Bless you Ann, you always seem to find the silver lining.

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    1. Thanks for the comment, Lisa. I wasn't seeing much shining last week, but Oscar's home now and I've got a few hours to write. So maybe I can shine up that lining. :)

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  2. Good morning Ann, we all have those days from time to time and thankful you know how to get through them...and chocolate pie not as good as Mom's, I am familiar with this one as my Mom made the best and we have never duplicated it.
    Your Mom is blessed to have a wonderful daughter like yourself to tend her and walk her through her trying times. I cannot imagine how I would have done had my Mom been like this, she had a wonderful memory right up to the end.
    thanks for sharing, wishing you better tomorrows
    Paula O

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    1. Paula, what you make is never as good as what Mom made. And it is a blessing to escape the problems of dementia. Makes for a difficult time for patient and family.

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  3. I'm so glad you had a good day with your Mom. I pray that you can have good days.

    Thanks for the many contests - Please enter me. I can't seem to get the words out about my Grandma Memories - I miss her too much right now. (She always that I was the most special).

    Belinda

    P.S. Thank you for the birthday wishes.

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    1. Thank you so much for your prayers, Belinda. They do make such a difference in how Mom makes it through the day.

      I'll enter you in the giveaway. And it's enough just to see how much your loved your grandmother.

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  4. Hi Ann, I can relate to bad days. My feelings recently were hurt very deeply by the Associate Pastor at my church...talk about a pity-party. Today when I went for 'retail therapy' at my local dress shop I met a lady buying clothes for a funeral. Her daughter had died suddenly and she needed something to wear. Reality check my problem paled in comparison to what she was going through. God sure has a way of getting my attention. Your mom is so pretty in pink and I'm glad she had a good day. I can relate about Oscar. I had to put my 13-year old toy poodle to sleep last Oct. To me they aren't just dogs they are family members. So we all have our days I think it's how we respond that matters. You are prayed for and I know people are praying for me and now I'm praying for the lady who lost her daughter so suddenly! Have a blessed week! Linda

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    1. Sorry you had a bad day at church, Linda. Hope it was something that can be made better with prayer and understanding. There are always so many people going through such hard times and your prayers will not only bless the lady who lost her daughter but you as well.

      Mom does look good in pink and she did have a good time. That was a blessing for all of us. Oscar is doing better. Still not happy in the house, but he's got a long time to get used to it. 6 week recuperation time before he's free to run again. I've had to put pets to sleep too. That's always crying time for me, but I love having four legged friends. Hope you've been keeping up with Jocie too. She's missing your comments.

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