The time comes once again. Last evening my Mom's nurse called to say that they suspect my Mother has a urinary tract infection. She's been more irritable and uncooperative, not taking her medications (this happened a few months ago too), but seemly to be uncomfortable.
I gave permission for the home care staff to do a urine sample and soon I'll know what happens. And,---- then its decision-time again.
My mother's Alzheimer's is taking its toll on this once pretty, involved and connected woman. The woman she had been hasn't been "there" for years now. She doesn't eat much- doesn't drink fluids much- she doesn't initiate anything on her own. I am quite sure she doesn't recognize me, though at times she'll allow me to give her a kiss or a hug, but again, she doesn't initiate that. The lack of fluid may have provided the bacterial field to develop.
Last night, I was on my knees, asking God for that discernment to get to a place where that "peace that surpasses understanding" resides. I asked God directly for that.
And more- as it develops......
No comments:
Post a Comment