Being a mother
is like having your heart living outside of your body. It’s sure to
get trampled, bruised, and sometimes broken along the way. However,
the endless love we receive from our offspring makes all of the hurt worthwhile
and heals us quickly.’ – Mama P.
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH REALLY
I’m so sorry today’s post isn’t cheerier. Just glad I didn’t write it
last night in the heat of it all. My mom was taking her bath at 10:00 she
completed her task come out Then she gave me the news that her hand hurt.
She said she fell when she was putting on her shirt. I was thanking God
that at least my bath has rough tiles. I , said ‘All better’, and
served her with breakfast. I had no idea it was anything more than a
scratch on the wrist. How could I?
But after the breakfast I
realized it may not just scrapped wrist it may be fracture…..then I called in
my son.
Anyways,
we realized that at a hospital we would probably still be there
immediately after she fell, so we went to the Sony hospital,100 yard away our
residence, the Dr checked it, gave her some medicine, and sent us to yet
another place for x rays, which she was frightened a bit.
They
took the x rays and sent us to wait. Yes it was fracture at the wrist
joint.
The
doctor explained we needed to go to a OT and get it splinted.
MOM
was scared and I had to hide my fear and emotions, just like I had to be strong
always for her, however, inside my heart was always broken in
two. Worst feeling in all of the world.
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