I've often said, when talking about Ty, that it is nice to be "the chosen one...however, it is a ver tiring job." He wants me when he is sick or hurting or can't sleep...however, so does my mom. Tonight I realized that I am also mom's "chosen one."
When she is exhuasted at night and so confusd that she is more like my little boy than my mom, she looks to me and gets so upset if I leave because no one seems to be able to calm her down like I do. Carol can't keep her calm because she can't really keep herself calm. Doug definitely can't and even commented tonight on how great my level of patience is...I wanted to say it is because I've done this every single time mom has had surgery and been extremely drugged ---same type of experience just heightened now.
However, just like with Ty, while it is nice to be needed, it is stressful being the only one that can fulfill this role and bring her true comfort when she is in this childlike state.
Thank you to every family member, friend and co-worker that has been praying for mom and for me. You've truly helped me to survive each day...more than you could ever know.
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Oh Lindsi, we are praying for you! Your mom is so incredibly blessed to have you as a daughter and Ty to have you as his mother!
ReplyDeleteYou are a true rock for your family. Hang in there linds. You are so very strong and your fdmily is very blessed to have you.
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