Sunday, February 03, 2013
Well, the whole month of January seemed like a bust to me. I was sick for almost 3 weeks and finally feel like I'm recovering and have a bit of energy. On January 16, we brought my MIL home to live with us, we thought. When she saw us that Monday, back from Disneyworld, her whole face lit up with a smile. She was so happy to see us and strongly walked out of the building, saying goodbye to everyone. The next day she started coughing and we found out that we were not suited for the continuous care she was needing. At her regular doctor appmt on 23 Jan, they sent her to the hospital and then sent her back to the nursing home where she will stay until the end, whenever that is.
She isn't doing well, not eating. She did say when she went back there that she knew that was where she needed to be. We just left her and the nurse said she did not eat any breakfast and was going to take her to the dining room for her lunch to make sure she eats something. Both my husband and I feel the end is near and I pray that the Lord takes her quietly in her sleep. Just some night, dont' wake up. She still coughs quite a bit but she is definitely failing. She has had a very good life and I"ve been grateful to have such a wonderful mother-in-law. We have had our differences but I always loved her. Hey, I had differences with my own mother who died when I was 30 and she was 60. So young to have died then.
So it is just a matter of time. My biggest loser contest has gone by the wayside in January but I am definitely going to try and regroup in Feb and at least lose 10 lbs more. I was hoping for 30 eventually. The competition has been a bust for sure. My friend and I are disillusioned about it but I will press on and make an effort. Later.