Monday, Crazy weekend

 Baby Bro came in on Friday and I scared him.  I was sitting in my favorite sewing chair doing hand work.  I had my hair piled on top of my head, but I have let it go mostly grey, I also had on no makeup.  He said I looked old and frail. Great! Here is too old and frail. I put makeup on later and he approved, little turd.

Anyway, we had a nice visit. While he was visiting, I received a txt from relatives that Joel's mom was headed to the ER.  She had not felt good for about a week and now could not keep food down.

She had a bowel blockage, and they could not do surgery, as she is 97.5 years old and under 90 lbs with a bad heart.  It was not likely she would survive.  Also, she would be on a colostomy bag the rest of her life. They were able to help her with shunts and relieve her suffering and pain. She did not want any extensive treatment and wanted to go home on hospice.

I scheduled myself to leave here tomorrow to help with round the clock shifts.  Jethelyn drove in from Twin Falls Saturday morning and mom had taken a turn for the worse. She passed within 45 minutes of Jethelyn getting there. Jethelyn held her hand and she recognized her. We are all sad and happy at the same time. She had a great life, and she wanted to go. We found out later she had stomach cancer and that is what caused the blockage.  She could never have survived cancer treatments. So now things are up in the air.

This was my week to drive up and stay the night and get Oliver to school in the mornings as B has to be at the plant at 6:30. The funeral is scheduled for Saturday; I will be going down on Wednesday afternoon. All of us have to meet with her financial guy Thursday. I am very sad; I will mis her.  I do miss her. But 97.5 it is time to go we all have to do it.  I just did not want her to suffer long. I got that wish.

Now Kim's back took a turn for the worse and I was in the emergency room on Saturday morning. It took me over and hour to get myself dressed and I had to go in with my shoes not buckled. Horrible pain. But they got me in, and I was given muscle relaxants and possibly will take a week's worth of steroids. I see my specialist tomorrow as they did not want to give me the steroids without her input. I take many drugs for my arthritis, and they were worried about cross something.

Anyway, the muscle relaxants help a little and I looked up exercises for this condition and have been doing them off and on. I alternate cold packs and heating pads and exercises. But I am pretty much useless. Of course, poor Sissie has to take the brunt of all this. I still went and played for choir on Sunday, just sat on one butt cheek. I was a mess rehearsing the kids, I will blame my meds. But a bad dress rehearsal means a great show!

Just got my first phone call about fighting over Mom's stuff. I knew this was going to be a shit show and I am going to stay out of it! I just have to get along while I am down there and keep my mouth shut.  By the way I am not good at keeping my mouth shut. However, I am an outlaw not an in law. Not my place.  If Joel were still alive, I would be in the thick of it as he was the original executor. I call that dodging a bullet.

Anyway, here I am trying to avoid as much of the conflict as possible.  I am practicing my calm, face. I will need to.

I have a little sewing to do today and people that need to pick up but nothing that I can't handle. Say a prayer for me, I do not know what is worse my back or Joel's family getting along.

Have a great and productive day

God is good

Kim