My Mother
Sometimes it feels like my family is a never-ending sore spot for me. There’s always so much to deal with, so much to love, and so much to be annoyed with.
Yesterday was one of those times to be worried. My sister called around 9 AM to let me know that my Mom had been taken to the hospital in an ambulance. She told my brother, Doug “I can’t make it” and no one was really sure what this meant.
Of course, I freaked out. After my Dad’s heart attack just a few months ago, anything with my family puts me on edge. My first reaction was to get in the car and head to California. Just get on the road and get there so that I’m with my family.
Joanne and I packed bags for Zadey and myself. I even got in the car and drove to the California/Nevada state border. I was on my way when my brother, Cameron called with a message from Mom: “GO HOME!” I was pissed, to be honest but after some debate I turned around and drove the 40 minutes back to my house.
Yesterday morning, Doug called me and expressed his disappointment that I didn’t come. This after hearing that my sister, Morgan was upset that I didn’t come and after a phone call with my Mom still at the hospital where she stated that she wanted me to be there but only because she was feeling emotional and that there was really no need for me to go.
I debated, for just a brief minute and still having my bags packed Zadey and I got in the car to head for California.
No one knew I was on my way until I spoke to my sister when I was again at the state line. She was so excited and promised me that she wasn’t going to go and tell Mom I was coming. Hey, someone had to be surprised!
When I arrived in California I dropped Zadey off with my sister and got the news that my Mom was going to be released from the hospital in about an hour. I thought it’d be fitting that I was the one to pick her up so I headed off to the hospital.
The reaction from my Mom was good enough for me to make the 5-hour drive. When I walked into her hospital room, before she said anything, she began to cry. It was just enough that I came and the surprise was good.
Surprisingly Morgan, probably for the first time, kept a secret. She didn’t tell Mom I was on my way when she went to visit her earlier that day. She fought to do it because Mom cried to Morgan during their visit saying she wanted me to come so bad but didn’t want me to make the trip when she felt there was no need.
Imagine my surprise, after living away from my family for just 2 months life has totally turned around. It may sound crazy but I really enjoy that I’m missed (and so is Joanne and Zadey). It’s great to feel needed, too bad that feeling came only AFTER we moved away from them.
Mom is doing well. She actually looks really good. Today she’s got a doctor’s appointment that I’m hoping will begin to answer a lot of questions we have about her health. With luck, this is just the beginning of getting Mom the medical attention she really needs.
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