Only two things in my life have terrified me. The first was laying my husband of 33 years to rest after watching him suffer dreadfully from cancer of the appendix. I can at least take some comfort in the fact that I know he is at peace. The second thing was having to place my mother in a long-term care community.
You might be surprised and be asking yourself, “Why was she terrified? She does that sort of work as a beloved Calling and for a living!” My reply to such a reasonable question is this: As a highly trained and experienced professional, I have absolutely no problem dealing with my clients’ parents or loved ones. But when it comes to one’s own mother, the process takes on an added dimension that is – as you can imagine – very personal and emotional.
My mother is 95 years old and has lived on her own up until this point. Our family was fortunate enough that one of my siblings took on the role of companion and “go to” person for her. But my mother suffers from a rare blood disorder, severe arthritis, and heart issues, to name but a few. She has been prescribed 17 different medications, none of which she was taking correctly. She was not eating properly and had fallen on several occasions. She would only accept very minimal help with bathing and dressing.