Wednesday, April 07, 2010
My only living sister went to the hospital on Easter. She has been in assisted living for about 10 years now. She just turned 72. She became blind about 10 years ago, had a stroke a year ago with residual memory loss and recently was diagnosed with CHF (congestive heart failure). Her daughter sent me an email and said they are having problems adjusting her meds and she is very unsteady on her feet. I talked to her on Good Friday and she sounded okay but said she couldn't walk to the dining room for meals as she was feeling sick. We had a nice talk but the way she said, "I love you," was not her usual sign off and I was suspicious she was saying good-bye in a final sort of way. I have been expecting to hear from her daughter for the last six months that she has died and I think it will probably be soon. I feel bad that I won't be able to talk to her after she dies but I know she has not been feeling well for quite awhile and I think she has resigned herself to the fact that she won't last much longer. In spite of her existence being the way it has been the last 10 years, she and I have great conversations about the family and the old days that cannot be replaced. We have laughed so much when we talk on the phone and when we see each other (only 1-2 times a year as she is 150 miles away and driving has been hard for me the last few years).
I am hopeful they can correct her medications but at the same time I am expecting to hear that she has passed on and it makes me feel sad, of course. Luckily I have to work only half a day today as I am getting ready to do the dreaded taxes with my bookkeeper this afternoon.