Ray is coming along but still in rehab for now
I'm glad to say Ray is very noticeably improved over the last couple of weeks of treatment. He is getting therapy six days a week and I am told he is finally walking for the therapists, after a year and a half of nothing. It would be SO great if he could get upstairs again when he comes home, then he could have real showers and not have to hear me at dawn bustling around the kitchen while he sleeps a few feet away in the den. I didn't dare dream of anything this positive a few months ago.
They have the most gorgeous patio courtyard at the place, birdhouses filled with all kinds of birds, gorgeous landscaping and big glass tables to sit at. We have made a few friends out there, including a few dogs, and the weather has been more than cooperative so far. It's just so much easier to have a real conversation out there; and as a bonus, it's right under a path that the big jets heading into Kennedy and LaGuardia fly, just high enough that you don't hear them. Ray is fascinated to watch them, one every four or five minutes. A few of the other patients are also into gazing upwards at them, one woman even claims to know what model each is and what runway they are heading for. A great conversation starter!
Meanwhile I have been getting social invitations galore, to go out to dinner at all the latest restaurants, to go out to the movies (something I haven't done in at least 20 or 25 years), plus invitations to upscale fundraising types of events (just as a spectator, of course!). I'm also going into the city next week for Mom's birthday, brother John will be up from Georgia and he and my upstate sisters are all taking the train down, plus sister Julie, who will also be in from California, is coming home with me afterwards to spend a few days on Long Island, before flying back home. We're having lunch in Tribeca at a restaurant whose chef is an old high school friend of ours and now is on the Food Channel. My biggest fear is that the home will suddenly discharge Ray out of nowhere before then! This will be an event that will go down in family history. I also had the group of people that have been taking me out so much over for an Oktoberfest/Sauerbraten dinner the other day, mostly to prove to myself I still have my cooking chops. Might not need it so much after he comes home, which will be with the feeding tube still at this point, but anyway good to know I can entertain if need be ;-)
At an art council event the other night, I met a woman who it seemed was sent to me from above. Right away, we somehow started talking about caregiving, and it turned out her husband had very bad emphasyma and she too had to quit her career to take care of him for several years. He is gone now so she gave me a few insights into how things will probably go down. The final thing she said to me was, it doesn't matter what you do or how hard you try, the result will be the same, so stop worrying so much about it. Comforting, even if in a strange way. It is so odd to feel as relaxed as I do right now, I have spent the entire year being a hypochondriac and getting tested for tons of stuff...but turns out it's all in my mind pretty much. Hard to believe all the energy and time I wasted lately on nothing, without seeing the big picture. So glad I've had this time to get my thoughts together finally.
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