Yup.
Okaasan is back. Or, appears to be.
Still in the room near the nurse station, but back on the once a week bath schedule. And then oxygen supply is down to 1 lt level.
Yesterday we went. She seemed ok. However she did have a few moments of extreme something - mouth opening and wincing/body clenching that didn't look so content.
One of the nose tubes had got into a strange angle and we asked a nurse to correct it.
We sat. Hand held. Chatted. Came home.
I realised this week in one of my adult English classes, that 4 of us had parents/in laws who are over 90 years old. Some of them in care homes/hospitals, and others who are still in the family home and still walking/talking/eating etc. We all know what we should be doing for a long and healthy life - but the fact is: it's random. Probably down to our DNA.
Okaasan led a healthy eating and active life - the dance, the socialising, using her brain power. But still, by her late 70s dementia was setting in. And by her late 80s she needed a lot of care from others.
Dear Son turned 67 this week. We celebrated with beer and pizza.
I hope to get a few more healthy years out of him :-)
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