I tried going to Silver Sneakers, our exercise class at the Senior Center, but it is difficult to go without Linda. Also, I need the time for her or for myself when I am not with her.
On November 4th, Linda, my sister, and me went out to lunch. Linda was having trouble with her balance, but if she walked slowly, she could do it. A little over a week later, everything was different. We had a nice visit, although she could no longer be trusted to walk on her own. It was good. We held each other and cried. Said we would always be friends. The next day some of her grandkids came to visit, and that, too, was an eye opener for them. Still, it was a nice visit, and the kids were glad to see Grandma, and she, them.
She had fallen twice, the last time ending up with her in the hospital. She had just gone limp in her husband's arms, and he called the ambulance. That was in the wee hours of
November 15th. Her husband called me that morning. She stayed in the hospital until that Friday and began her radiation treatments.
On Friday she was moved to a group home. On Kevin's days off, he is with her from about 9:30 till bedtime. I have been there most days. She always has a friend or relative accompanying her in the van to radiation near the hospital. We stay until after she has eaten lunch.
She no longer goes on her phone or laptop. Mostly she just rests.
The goal for Linda is to stay strong enough to be able to go home on Christmas Day.
My Thanksgiving was a lot of work, and hardly seems worth it for the few of us. I did have my nephew, Linda's stepson, here for the meal.
I do not feel like crafting, like making cards, like socializing. I want to crawl in bed and have this all be over with. It is like a really bad dream from which we cannot wake up.