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About Sister #2...

and the way my family communicates.

Second hand, I have been told that my sister has been released from the hospital to go home to her cat and dog. Apparently, she is on some type of drug, in pill form, for pain management. She is not on steroids. I don't know if she is still on morphine.

A friend is going to take her to the library so that she will have something to occupy her mind as she sits and waits for this problem to abate. I wonder if I need to make meals for her, of if the effort of reheating a meal will be too much?

I need to heat up the grapevine and see what her kids are doing to help. Wouldn't you think, with something as serious as this, that someone NOT on drugs should be involved in making decisions about what Sis is doing?

I suspect that there may be blessings in growing older alone, but this is not one of them. When you are ill, you need someone you trust to help you make sensible choices. In our family, Sister #1 probably holds that position, and it's a good thing she's coming back from Australia soon!

Comments (3)

I too agree that this is not one of the perks of growing old alone. I do hope that a grown child of hers is somehow helping, helping sort through the information she receives and decisions the physician may pose her.

Buffy:

Because my information is not first hand, I'm not sure exactly what is going on, Des. My sister has two daughters living within 30 to 45 minutes of her. The youngest one is the one who is keeping us up to date by computer, but we aren't getting a lot of detail from her. I can't tell if she is responding to what she's being told, or if she is being proactive in her mother's care.

It seemed to me, that my sister's care should be left to her children, but I'm not 100% sure I made the right decision. On the other hand, I might have muddied the situation with my own choices, and made things worse. I'm glad this wasn't life threatening!

I'll have to invite my sister the nurse to lunch, and discuss a game plan for the future, in case she has to be away again.

Cop Car:

Come, come, Buffy. Surely you've figured out by now that, in the test of life, there are NO right answers. Hang in there, as hard as that is to accomplish when it's a loved one who is suffering.

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