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Thursday, May 30, 2013
Hip, Hip-Forget the Hooray
Hip, Hip-forget the Hooray
Last Friday was yet another medical emergency in this
family. Have you been counting?
I, well, have my chronic problems and being rammed by a
Silverado truck did nothing to help on that plane of thought.
At the same time, my sister and parents were
rear-ended. Thank goodness my parents
were shaken but okay. My sister had a
concussion and the pain resulting from that.
My sister-in-law found out she had breast cancer and had a
successful surgery-but before the poor woman could breathe, we found out that
our nephew, her son and only 27, was diagnosed with a rare cancer that is
growing around his heart.
He’s just completed round 2 of chemotherapy.
Our younger nephew followed his aunt and mom and a car hit
him. The driver wasn’t much older than
him and was obviously higher than a kite.
He has whiplash and a minor concussion.
Poor guy-his first new car and it’s still under debate whether or not to
claim it a total.
And now for the explanation of the title of this week’s
blog-my mom (who’s more blind than sighted) was walking her dog and didn’t see
a tree route, tripped and fell-resulting in a broken hip.
Now my sister and I have been on her to use a cane for years
and even after several falls and broken fingers and torn up knees-she has
repeatedly refused to even try one.
Well, now she doesn’t have a choice. Thankfully, if one is going to break a hip,
this was the way to do it. Mom did have
to have 3 pins put in, but it was done through her skin with dissolvable
stitches inside and a couple of “glue” tapes on the outside. Within 3 days our almost 83 year old mom was
walking with a walker. We suggested a
part time aide, but like the cane-she’s refusing any help.
I won’t get into the facts-enough to mention that if she had
been using a cane she wouldn’t have fallen and broken any limb or bruised
anything. This was also quite a horrible
experience for our father has only had maybe a week in his married life total
where he and my mom weren’t sleeping in the same bed. It left him understandably very scared.
For our mom, her stubbornness is both her salvation and her
downfall. My guess is that we all have
that trait. Me, not so much. I’ve got enough going on where if someone in
the medical profession said, “You know Carine it might be best if you used a
cane for stability.” I’d do it.
That’s just me; my vanity is not that strong anymore. I’d rather be safe than sorry.
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Very true. And a post where you mention mom and dad. That's good to hear your parents are still thriving even if they are dealing with the 'joys' of aging. As we all are.
My parents came down for my 60th birthday last weekend. They're both doing well at 83 and 80. They don't do as much but at least they're doing on their own.
My parents came down for my 60th birthday last weekend. They're both doing well at 83 and 80. They don't do as much but at least they're doing on their own.
My parents don't like hearing they've been the subject of anything Dave. That's why I rarely use them as subjects.
Happy B-day and I'm happy your parents were able to make the trip to help you celebrate this milestone!
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Happy B-day and I'm happy your parents were able to make the trip to help you celebrate this milestone!
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