AN ENIGMATIC AND POIGNANT JOURNEY AROUND MY AGEING AND EVOLVING MOTHER! PART 142.

 

But, on to more positive and satisfying developments. Recently my dear mother has found herself in the pleasant situation of welcoming an important visitor. 

One whom, not only has she not seen for a long time, but whom she could so easily not have seen again before she goes over the abyss of destiny. 

She clearly found this visit very pleasing, and, if it was a case of the proverbial 'unfinished business' delaying her going over the abyss. 

Then, the act of seeing this visitor, is the kind of event after which she could have been expected to happily take her leave of the world of the living. 

Such was its importance for my dear mother, and, indeed, her visitor and everyone concerned with my dear mother's welfare.

But all of this undoubted joy, only offer momentary respite from the increasing poignancy and anxieties associated with the care and welfare of my dear mother. 

Her moving about, even between her bed and her commode, her dressing and undressing herself, brings with them an anticipation of her losing her balance, of her much less reliable and compliant legs giving way, and of her falling. 

Of her failing to make it back to her bed, as she lounges to catch this or that secured object for support. 

Of her, for fear of her long-suffering and weaker legs failing her; were she to move more slowly and carefully. 

Were she to sat herself down on her bed, instead of lounging backwards and suddenly dropping herself down on it from a less than safe height. 

To be continued!