Our holidays have ALWAYS been like a scene out of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. There are the in-laws and parents, the cousin Eddy, and misery to share! "It's Christmas and we're all miserable"--Ellen Griswold.
And yet we can look back and laugh. Because holidays are about family. Whether good or bad-they are about being together and sharing that experience and making memories. As I shared in an earlier post, last Thanksgiving was a difficult one for my family. My mother showed critical signs of dementia and the need for nursing care. As I also shared, my father finally put my mother in a nursing facility that could care properly for her. That has been difficult. We tried to have a good, normal Thanksgiving this year. And for the most part, we did. We enjoyed all our children home. Food, laughter, and movies.
Yesterday (Black Friday), my mother was rushed to the ER for extreme swelling in her legs. After a series of tests, cancer was found in her stomach and throughout her body. They sent her back to the nursing home to manage her pain and make her comfortable. It won't be much longer.
My mother had breast cancer 10 years ago and survived it. We thought the cancer had been beaten.
I thought the Alzheimer's would be her ending legacy. However, it looks as if I was wrong. I just want my mom to be released from the extreme pain she is in. Somehow, someway, I will make this a Christmas free of misery.
(If you were looking for an uplifting post, sorry--this one wasn't it).