When a door closes a window opens.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
This week, rather than going on a much planned vacation to see our new grandson who was born in August, we were called out of the airport to the hospital. Allan's mother had been taken to the emergency room for the third time in 5 weeks. She had a pacemaker put in 5 weeks ago and at 90, her body is not responding well. Yesterday, the doctor suggested we start thinking about hospice. Hospice? What does that mean for us and for our life? No one knows but God and in times like these, I just have to let him direct me.
We had promised her that we would not put her into a nursing home so this morning, we were rearranging the family room in our minds to accomodate a bed. Is this God's plan for us!
Mom went into the hospital on Tuesday; Wednesday morning our 4th grandchild was born at another nearby hospital. We went to see him, 4 lbs 1oz, His mother had a difficult pregancy with her first child and this was not different except he got to stay with her until 35 weeks. She comes home today but the baby stays a little while longer to feed and grow.
This week, we will probably be bringing two people home;, one to start a new life and one at the end of life.