Like any other day
“I wanted to give you an update on mom. Alex and I went to see her yesterday.”
“Yeah, how is she?” My sister is eager for the news.
“Well, it’s bad, I think. She’s got nothing on that left side, although she can feel everything. They don’t know yet if the bleeding has stopped and her blood pressure is still high.”
“Will they still have to do surgery?”
“Not as far as we know.”
A few moments of silence.
“Tom asked me if I wanted to fly out…”, Anne’s voice trails off and I realize it is a question for me.
“No, don’t do that. There isn’t anything you can do here. She’s so groggy she really couldn’t visit and with the kids…”
“If you wanted me to come…”
“No, really, it’s okay.”
A pause. I hear Anne take a breath. “So, how are you?”
“I don’t know. I think I’m fine but…When Alex called to tell me they were flying her to St. Bernadette’s I didn’t really have any reaction. I keep thinking I should…”
“I know. Tom can’t understand why I’m not on a plane already. He said if it was his mom…and I said ‘exactly’”.
“Is he upset with you?”
“No. He just says he can’t understand it but he’ll support me in whatever I want to do.”
“Well, I’ll let you know if anything changes.”
“If you want me to come…”
“No, really. I’ll tell you if she asks for you but right now you’d just be watching her sleep.”
“Okay.”
I hung up the phone and booted up my computer. Time to go to work. It’s just like any other day for you, isn’t it?
I compose a brief note for my friends, asking for prayers for my mother and hit send.
Feels like any other day.
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“Yeah, how is she?” My sister is eager for the news.
“Well, it’s bad, I think. She’s got nothing on that left side, although she can feel everything. They don’t know yet if the bleeding has stopped and her blood pressure is still high.”
“Will they still have to do surgery?”
“Not as far as we know.”
A few moments of silence.
“Tom asked me if I wanted to fly out…”, Anne’s voice trails off and I realize it is a question for me.
“No, don’t do that. There isn’t anything you can do here. She’s so groggy she really couldn’t visit and with the kids…”
“If you wanted me to come…”
“No, really, it’s okay.”
A pause. I hear Anne take a breath. “So, how are you?”
“I don’t know. I think I’m fine but…When Alex called to tell me they were flying her to St. Bernadette’s I didn’t really have any reaction. I keep thinking I should…”
“I know. Tom can’t understand why I’m not on a plane already. He said if it was his mom…and I said ‘exactly’”.
“Is he upset with you?”
“No. He just says he can’t understand it but he’ll support me in whatever I want to do.”
“Well, I’ll let you know if anything changes.”
“If you want me to come…”
“No, really. I’ll tell you if she asks for you but right now you’d just be watching her sleep.”
“Okay.”
I hung up the phone and booted up my computer. Time to go to work. It’s just like any other day for you, isn’t it?
I compose a brief note for my friends, asking for prayers for my mother and hit send.
Feels like any other day.
Articles from this blog may not be reprinted without express permission from the author.
If you have arrived here with the story already in progress, please go to the first post and work your way forward.
posted by Laura Young at 9:32 AM
2 Comments:
i keep coming here in the hope for more entries... but i trust you are beavering away behind the scenes with your writing coach and keeping us in suspense of the wonderment to unfurl?????! hope things are going ok and you havent abandoned your first solo project... you know you can do it.
with love ... and good luck with your moms clearing ! x
Hi,
Thanksfor the nudge. I didn't abandon this but it has been sitting on the back burner, out of necessity in a way. Once dad's surgery came up and then I realized that I was spending too much time writing on things like this and letting my business infrastructure (which will keep a struggling author in her home and well stocked with paper) get crumbly, I went back to basics.
Hence, the breakout of the new blogs and a few other things that I needed to get done. I let myself have until TODAY, actually, to get all that in place and I pretty much accomplished 90% of what I wanted to do.
Off for a week with the Little Butterfly, which will surely stoke the writing coals, with a plan that I will get back to this very soon in bits and with intensely devoted time in May.
I hadn't quite expected for everything in my life to get so unstable at one so just shored up the foundations and will be back at this soon!
Thanks for the encouragement!!
L
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