Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Genesis 35:3 And let us arise, and go up to Beth-el; and I will make there an altar unto God, who answered me in the day of my distress, and was with me in the way which I went. I prayed the last part of this verse this morning for myself for today and the days ahead.
Mom was assessed yesterday by a man that helps the nursing home residents that have difficulty with eating after a stroke or as a result of disease or other problems. Mom is having difficulty swallowing, so we had to go over the end of life papers she had in place. She is unable to sip through a straw and holds the food and water in her mouth without swallowing. This could lead to choking or aspiration of food into her lungs. She ate 1/5 of her food since Saturday and they give her half of what others get because she was overwhelmed with the amount of food and wouldn't eat any of it, saying she was fat. They said that happens with some Alzheimer's patients. The man fed Mom and saw that she had some water and changed her dietary orders. He even made popsicles for Mom so that she can get the coldness from them.
A nurse practitioner was also in the room yesterday at the same time, and said they would start an IV to rehydrate Mom. The nursing home called last night and said Mom was refusing the IV. They are not allowed to put a person in restraints and said if they couldn't get an IV started, they would try again today. After two weeks, we could put Mom on a feeding tube, but she would have to go to the hospital for that and with her Alheimer's she would probably pull it out as she tried to swat away my sister yesterday when she tried to wipe her mouth. They will do the IV for about two weeks to see if there is any improvement. They are taking her off of pills because of the swallowing problem. My Mom may have only two weeks now to live. Mom's oxygen level was 92.
Your prayers for my Mom and her family are GREATLY appreciated. Pray much that I might have opportunity to try to convey the Gospel to her again. She falls asleep and doesn't have the ability to stay awake unless you keep calling her name. God has been merciful in giving me a wonderful mother and in giving her a long life. I praise Him that He gave me to her to mother.
I comforted myself in thinking how Jesus, while being crucified, gave instructions for the care of His earthly mother. It doesn't say in the Scriptures, but I cannot imagine her agony at seeing her son die the death that He did. It also does not describe her joy when He arose from the dead, as her Saviour. But can you imagine it?
In the midst of this evil world, I have a Hope beyond the grave that no man can destroy, no amount of torture can remove. Jesus saved me and He keeps me and He interposed His blood to atone for my sins. I too shall see Him, the resurrected Son of God and there will be joy unspeakable. Maybe I will sing, Oh I now can see Him, look upon His Face, Here I'll sing forever of His saving grace. On the streets of Glory, I will lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice!