January, usually a long month after the holidays, flew by. Mama had pneumonia. We were on worry and watch. Well, I was. Big brother finally came for a visit after ten months or so. Little brother came for the weekend and sat with Mom for two days. Little sister was a no show or phone calls. Older sister doesn’t drive and her husband has dementia, middle stages. So…back to me carrying the load with mom. We did have a little respite before the pneumonia…
We flew to Oahu for a week. A spur of the moment. Or as someone said, “sperm of the moment.” Stayed with family. The weather was not great. Rain. Wind. Storms. And..egg shells. But…it’s Hawaii. Drive to the other side of the island and there was sun shining and waves lapping on the shore.
I wish I could be a fairy godmother with unlimited resources and fill up a plane with friends and family for a holiday in the sun. Would that not be a great job, fulfilling people’s wishes, hopes and dreams. What would your wish be?
So…I’m back in the land of year-ends and writing classes and taking care of mom. Dear Mama survived. She woke up on Monday in a good mood. I had another misadventure in the joys of cutting her hair. The new wheelchair is tilted in a more “laid” back position. It is hard to cut hair when she can’t raise her head. As the Big Guy said, “It’s a good thing Grandma is blind.” True. Very true. Poor Mom, she ended up with a duck tail at the back. Thursday, I was able to finish the haircut. Mama may be blind but she was looking lovely when I left on Thursday. Freshly bathed, hair cut and curled.
They, “the powers that be” were to have changed her mattress for a new one with air pockets to aid in the prevention of bed sores. A new pillow, too. I met with the senior powers in authority to get it changed. We shall see… If you hear marching foot steps, it’s me on my way to more senior higher powers that be.
Spring is coming. I love sunsets. February 2nd was a beauty.