Friday, April 21, 2006

Silence.

I have so much I want to say but I need to say so much before I get to the one thing I really want to say.

I have been gone for 2 weeks taking care of my Mom who had knee replacement surgery. I left the Sunday before Easter. Long drive. I swear all of the wildlife in a 3 state radius flocked to my truck. I nearly hit a pheasant, several geese and what I think is a blue heron. All before I got out of Minnesota. I dodged antelope and deer the rest of the way.

The girls were so well behaved on the drive. Hannah kept asking where we were and my answer was always in the middle of nowhere. When my Mom asked her how the drive was she replied we were in the middle of no where then we were in a town, we were in the middle of no where then we were in a town. I was cracking up!

The first night we were there we stopped at my brother Kevin's house and visited with my nephews before we went to grandma's. I was shocked at just how bad of shape my Mom was in. She could barely walk. She definitely needed that surgery.

Monday was spent entertaining ourselves while Mom was at work. Kevin and I cleaned and mowed Mom's yard. The girls had a blast being drove all over the yard on Uncle Kevin's riding lawn mower. Uncle Kevin is a God to them. I was going to take Kevin and Traci, Jennifer and Jessie out for lunch but as always as we were arriving at my favorite restaurant my sister got a fire call. Every dam time we try to have lunch together she has a fire call. I met my brother and Traci anyway. I was so dissapointed in the food. What a bummer. I crave that restaurant all year until I go out there again.

Monday we were in bed early for the big surgery the next morning. We had to be there by 5:30. Getting up at 4 am just isn't my cup of tea. Mom was stressed and crabby. What a morning. She went in for surgery and we all set up camp in my Durango. Waiting in the hospital sucks. At least outside we could get out of the truck to smoke. I have pictures of all 8 of us jammed in the 2 front seats of my truck. Hillbilly's we are.

Finally the surgeon came out and let us know that everything went well and they were taking her to her room. The rest of the week until Friday is kind of a blur. I don't know what happened on what days. My Mom's sister who I do not get along with happened to be in Mom's room one time when Traci and I walked in. I stayed on my side of the room and avoided looking at her. She asked my other Aunt for her truck keysbecause "she just cannot stand that girl" meaning me. I thought we were all adults here. I had so much to say but bit my lip and pretended not to hear her because I didn't want to upset my Mom. We visited for a while then went out to smoke. When we came back in Mom was in the midst of a major panic attack. Way to go mouthy bitch Jeanie.

At one point I was so sick of being at the hospital. When Traci and I went out to smoke I was darting through the halls humming the Austin Powers theme song, holding up my hands as a fake gun. I would peek around the corner to see if all was clear. When people would approach is in the hall I would slink behind Traci so they couldn't see me. At one point I peeked around a corner and found the nurse standing there. I squealed and she died laughing. My poor sister in law declared I had escaped from the mental ward and ducked into the bathroom. She said I made her laugh so hard she almost pee'd her pants. It's amazing how a hillbilly amuses themself.

To be  continued.......

2 comments:

randlprysock April 22, 2006 at 1:47 AM  

Wow this is a lot going on for you.  So glad you were able to go and help you mom.  We know all about this surgery because Rob had a knee surgery too this past year but it was nothing compated to the knee replacement.  How is your mom doing now?  Love how you entertained yourself at the hospital and I agree, truck outside is way more cumfy than the hospital waiting rooms are.  I waited in van for my hubby too.  Sorry you have a relative like that one.  I always say to self when encountering people like this, one day God will deal with that person.  His vengeance when and if ever needed is always so good, perfect in judgement and timing, and so much better than our own.  Good for you for being strong for your mother and ignoring her.  Hugs,
Lisa

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djohn52 April 28, 2006 at 4:58 PM  

Glad you made it through "middle of no where", they call my town PoDunk.  Hope your Mom's knees do well.  I had a friend that had knee replacement surgery and he still does his morning walk around the mall.  Oh, and he's the fastest too, he'll tell you! He's 70 I think.  Sweetest guy in the world!  We all have a relative like that somewhere on our tree.  You did a good job ignoring her!  Woo Hoo to you!
Take Care,
Darlene

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