Janet is on her way to Dallas to pick up our tax info for 2005 and I am taking care of mom and dad alone.
Wow! Talk about how precious time is when you are taking care of your parents alone. Feed, clean, entertain and walk the dad ( with his assist belt) is my daily adventure. The good thing is that dad sleeps most of the time. He is still tired from the surgery.
I am still astounded how someone that weighs only 108 pounds and is 5 foot 8 inches tall can keep on going.
When I look at my mom and dad I realize that staying alive has a lot to do with a person’s mental attitude. They are determined to live as long as they possibly can. No matter how bad they feel or how low on energy they are, they refuse to give up. That is really inspirational to me in every aspect of life. I refuse to give up on my dreams. Some of the greatest people in history also had the same attitude.
The original Zuranski Saga continues below:
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“Wow! I Changed My First Adult Diaper And No One Cried.” by Ralph Zuranski
What amazing resources we all have locked within our souls!
Who would have ever thought they would be changing the diaper of their mother or dad late at night. I know this was not a part of my thought process until my dad’s recent stroke and mom’s congestive heart failure.
Both of them almost died in the hospital but the caring staff and daily support by our family members pulled them through a tough battle for their very lives.
Isn’t it incredible how our lives can change in the blink of an eye, the beat of a heart, the rupture of a blood clot and biochemistry gone out of balance. Health is truly a marvelous gift worth getting and maintaining at any price. When I see my beloved mom and dad suffering illnesses that bring fear to the most stalwart individual, I am thankful for all the doctors, nurses, therapists and family members that helped them stay alive.
The true unsung heroes are the health care workers who silently and with a smile, change dirty diapers, motivate difficult patients to take their medications and hand feed those who cannot feed themselves.
During both of my parents health difficulties, we met a wide range of individuals working in the hospitals who make the difference between life and death, hopefullness and hopelessness, fear and anticipation, joy and sorrow. Their kindly smiles and willing hands do the work of angels…ministering to the sick, injured and psychologically damaged. They are an inspiration to us all.
Now that we are feeding, exercising, changing diapers and providing full care for our parents, our appreciation of all those individuals who take on the task of ministering to their ill family members is great.
After waking before my dad needed me, I am astounded by the psychic link we have to our parents. When I lovingly change his diaper and help him urinate, a great humbleness takes possession of my soul. I think back to all my dirty diapers they changed 55 years ago and am very thankful I have the opportunity to return the favor.
To be continued…