I have been granted a visit with Mom today.
She remains in guarded condition suffering from Covid that she contracted in hospital.
A minor miracle is needed for her to recover.
I can only hope this is not the last visit, it will be my first in a month as she has been isolated.
Last Saturday I spoke with her on the phone and was elated that she sounded so energetic and so clear.
Sunday morning I got the call that they needed to transfer her from the rehab to a hospital better able to manage her suddenly deteriorating condition.
This last year has been a hard one for our family.
My niece lost her husband to cancer shortly before Christmas last year.
Her sister’s husband suffered two massive heart attacks in the last six months of 2020. Thankfully he is on the mend.
My brother is in palliative care at home dying from a bad ticker, he never smoked and rarely drank, such are the wages of abstinence.
Kathy’s loss weighs heaviest of all and the prospect of Mom’s passing is numbing.
All you can do is try to keep yourself busy and the heartache at bay.
I hope that Mom can see through the fog and know I am there.
