Thanks everyone!! We will move her this afternoon to an inpstient hospice. my brother snd i didn't think dad would fare well with hospice at home. We will d/c her meds tomorrw and then it will only be a matter of time. She has gone downhpll so quickly just spnce last night. Sorry for thespellpng. I'm pn my smartphone and I've had too much coffe!

:hug: Allison.

More :hug: Allison.

Yes, :hug:

Allison I'm so sorry :hug:. I hope the end comes quickly and peacefully for your mom and that your dad is able to accept it with your support.

Dagmar

Allison-- I am so sorry. Hospice was a huge blessing with my mom and pain medication. We were able to make her comfortable in her final days.
I am glad you are able to be there with her and your dad at this difficult time.

Allison, I'm glad you've been able to talk with your mother and be with her these past few days, even as she has started to struggle.

Later on, I asked myself if I could have done anything more, and it was a comfort to me to know that I couldn't have, really, that my father & I talked so much, or rather, that I'd listened to him a lot. That I'd said everything I meant to say & held nothing back. There's that consolation with the expected death.

Allison, adding mine to the others.:hug:

:hug: :angel: ALLISON :angel: :hug:

Thinking about you today Allison. I'm so glad that you are able to be there and spend time with your mom and dad. Hospice sounds so ominous, but it will really be a great help and is so much more peaceful than a hospital room, it really is a blessing. :hug:

:grouphug: More hugs to Allison. As others have said hospice is very peaceful and they are great about making sure that patients are not in pain.

eating clean
 

I've been back OP for 2 days now and I've lost 5.6 lbs. :sumo: to :belly: in 2 days! If there ever was a more compelling argument for eating clean I'd like to see it.

I feel so much better. Why the heck can't I do this all the time? :dizzy:

Great hump day all!

Dagmar :dance:

Thinking of Allison with her mother & her family around her, and of the young Megan in another thread, driving & driving to get away from an impossible situation.

I got up at 4:30 AM today to get to the gym & work off some tension before sitting down to my laptop again. I almost feel as if my workload is a malicious entity that is actively trying to crush me & eradicate any vestiges of a personal life that I've clung to. Going to the gym & posting here are little acts of resistance.

May this crunch time end soon.

At least I'm not eating my head off through it, or using food to "come down" from the adrenalin flood.

And then I think of Allison & Megan, and my frustrations dwindle down to what they really are. It's all mere paperwork (if I can use that phrase when nothing is on paper anymore, just floating through ether on peoples' screens), it's not life, love & death. What Allison & Megan are dealing with is so much more real. It's the fundamental stuff that everyone has to go through, that lets no one off the hook.

More for Allison::hug:

Sending you lots of :hug: Alison. I'm glad your mom will be made comfortable, and I'm also thinking of your dad.

You know when you know a name or a word and just can't think of it? Compound that by 1 hour of sleep in 48 hours and then try to think of the word or name! That was me last night as I tried to explain this new Belvedere vodka they are going to come out with...basically it'll be a vodka prepped and ready to be added to tomato juice for the perfect bloody Mary. But I could't think of the word they used...knew it started with an 'M'. DH, who flew up for the day, had to go to their website to find the word. Macerate. Makes you not want to drink it! We all laughed as we pictured a hundred Russians (don't even think it's Russian vodka, but you know) chewing up horseradish and what have you and spitting it out into the vodka. YUCK!

Then we were talking about a bar my niece went to here called the Tavernacle (play on words for the Tabernacle where Mormon Tabernacle sing). That spurred a conversation of bars we used to go to and none of us could remember one. Named after a famous bankrobber. Finally got it out, but it hurt all of our brains! D B Cooper's was the bar.

In all of this talk of alcohol and bars, I'm proud to say I DID NOT come back to my Mom & Dad's and have a drink! DH did, but only one.

Had an ok night sleep thanks to a sleep aid. DH took the second pillow on the bed (I've been using both) and I have a crick in my neck this morning.

In other news, Mom is still hanging in there. She had a few hours yesterday when she was quite talkative, if you can call it that. I guess she had a pretty good night (Sister and SIL stayed). SIL called at 7 to let me know she had had an episode where she was calling my Dad's name over and over. We need to convince him to tell her he is okay and she is okay to go. We know she is worried about his welfare. She has been doing some funny things--the confession (to me and my brother) is getting weird as if she wants to tell either our pastor or my Dad (which would only hurt him if you catch my drift). We've been quietly changing the conversation when it appears she wants to tell him. Even the pastor caught on and moved to a prayer or something. Another time she said she wanted her glasses on and once I put them on for her (she can't even move her arms) she announced "I'm ready to go." Of course I said she should go then. We've all been telling her we're all good and that she has our permission to move on, but we're thinking she's hanging on for Dad who still asks her to get better. He's really dreading losing her, but wow, they've been married almost 65 years!

In other news, RIP Liz Taylor.

Everyone have a good day! I really, really appreciate all my cyberhugs.

More hugs to you Allison. Telling your mom she can go is so important. We did that over and over again with my mom. Assure her whatever you need to so that her mind is at peace. With my mom, she was worried about my dad and her dog. We assured her we would take care of everything. We had to tell her over and over again.

I woke up feeling lousy and I'm hoping it is "just" allergies. I really want to try the Bikram Yoga-- I even dreamed about it-- I'll see how I feel later.