Gratitude at year’s end

It took time to make all the calls — to the caseworker at the hospital, the caseworker at the caregiving agency, the O-2 people, the nurses at Davenport 7, my sister, and then all of them again. I had the time.

When the scanner on our printer didn’t work, I took pictures of her eight page health care proxy and emailed them (today’s FAX?). My sister turns 64 today and is waiting to get the okay to go home, which because of her oxygen needs, will be by ambulance.

I grocery shopped early, made lentil soup midday, and lamb for dinner. Calls all in between. Here, we all read and watched a little TV in a comfortable, restorative quiet.

I am ever so grateful.

For these legs that walk. For a body I can maneuver in and out of cars. For the car. For money to buy food, including lamb, which I love. For a pile of Christmas novels, one of which I finished yesterday.

I am grateful for the health care professionals that took over ordering the home oxygen and guaranteed that it would be in place at my sister’s return (I was struggling to figure out how to make that happen). I am grateful for the nurses, doctors, and social workers who know what to do and do it well, even on Christmas Eve and Day. I am grateful for Medicare and MassHealth. The costly intervention will not cost my sister a single penny. And good thing, too, because she has no spare pennies.

We will bring champagne and cookies, order Japanese for lunch, and deliver — you guessed it — another owl!

(I better post this now because a trio of leaf blowers over at the school and day three of tree work are getting on my nerves. And my sister just called to report not just delays in her release but idiotic tinkering with her meds).

13 thoughts on “Gratitude at year’s end

    1. deemallon Post author

      Especially for someone whose “go to” defense is aggressive hostility. The hospital stuff is easier than some other aspects because so many professionals are involved & while she’s there, I know she’s well taken care of.

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  1. Saskia

    oh to be grateful at the right time! I personally often forget
    you are a hero Dee, although you probably don’t consider yourself one
    taking care of your adult sister is a really big deal and I admire your ability to not only cope but also to write about it here in such a matter-of-fact and compassionate manner
    thank you for sharing

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    1. deemallon Post author

      I try to highlight gratitude hear with the idea that by writing it, some sort of amplification occurs. I am so often resentful, bitter, even. Not really the characteristics of a hero. But I have hung in there under quite severe duress. I’ll give myself that.

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  2. RainSluice

    To be grateful and to forgive in the moment? what is that called? grateful and forgiving every moment? is that even possible? I’d say you are on your way to some sort of enlightenment that not many reach?

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    1. deemallon Post author

      On my way toward being a more patient person maybe. Mostly, I’m a troglodyte who wants to share this burden a little because it can be so much of my days and to leave it out leaves so much out. My sister inspires fury and resistance and condemnation, too.

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