At The End Of The Day

Tomorrow and Friday there will be a Who Am I. It hasb een a really long trying and sometimes twenty-four hours. Starting last night here is what my day was like:

I was at Mom's last night and she told me that most likely the caregiver is not coming back. She definitely won't be there the next two weeks because she is going on a long planned vacation. Both Mom & I will be surprised if she is back in two weeks. At the same time my Nephew's last day is Thursday night. That means until we find someone else I will be doing four to seven nights a week at Mom's.

Then when I left Mom's to come home to get ready for the memorial as I was getting out of the car I fell and hit my head and had a pretty severe headache for a couple of hours. I didn't lose conscience and I didn't get blurred vision and my blood pressure was pretty normal so I didn't go to the emergency room. I still have a little headache and am monitoring my blood pressure and making sure I don't go to sleep for more than two hours. If the headache is still there tomorrow I will call the doctor.

Then I went ahead and went to the memorial and it was very emotional. It really wasn't a memorial, it was a viewing and I had never been to one before. I said my peace with Katie but I just couldn't get Mom out of my mind and just had a vision of mom there. I just couldn't get the thought out of my mind that was Mom lying there.

After the memorial I took off to head home and my cell phone rang. It was Mom so I answered it even though talking on your cell in the car is against the law. She wanted to know how I was doing, in the middle of the conversation I looked in the mirror and red lights were flashing. I hung up on Mom without saying good bye. While the officer was getting my driver's license, registration, and proof of insurance the phone kept ringing. Using better judgment then the first call, I didn't answer it. The officer took pity on me and didn't give me a ticket or even a warning. Apparently when he ran my driver's license it came back clean and showed the last ticket I had was twenty years ago. I lucked out and thanked the officer profusely,

Then I pulled over in the next parking lot and checked my voice mail. To say Mom was in extreme panic would be an understatement. She was sure that I had passed out when I disconnected from the phone. Fortunately, I got back to her before she had called out the troops. When I told Mom I was fine she broke down crying. She kept repeating; "nothing can happen to you, I couldn't take, I wouldn't live." I guess I learned how really honestly important I am to her. In some ways that flatters me, in some ways that scares me, and in some ways it feels like to much responsibility.

I'm off to rest now and will return tomorrow with a new blog entry. How was you day?

PS

I forgot the part about getting an email from USPS Global that I had a package to pickup. When I went to the post office to pickup the package I was informed it was a scam they hoped I didn't download the file. I didn't.