I was approaching the end of my rope. Mommy was becoming more dependant which required more hours of care and attention. In her confusion, Mommy sometimes wanted to warm up a meal even if it was 3 o’clock AM. From a sound slumber, being awakened by a blaring house alarm that was activated by a smoke detector, was one of the more shocking adventures I’ve ever had. Receiving notice via the home monitoring service that they’re receiving a smoke alarm activation at her address when I was 30 minutes away would be second in line. However. I was NOT going to do anything but what I promised Mommy that I would do. I was going to keep her at home to care for her. No nursing home for her, NO!
I arrived to the end of my rope trying to find that person(s) that I would have to look after her. For then, only a few hours a day was what I needed for starters. Every agency that was referred by the city and others struck out. I mean . . . when you’re late for your first appointment . . . calling the following day to explain why you couldn’t make it . . . showing up with your grand kids. . . . NO. However, a prayer was answered and a blessing arrived in the form of “Mary.”
I phoned Mary after her niece who was a friend of mine told me that her Aunt has a background in homecare. I talked to her only briefly before I had that feeling that this experience will be different. Our interview was the greatest. Full of life and “genuine” would be the word. Mommy and Mary (M&M) hit it off right away. Mommy began to look for Mary each day and enjoyed the life that Mary brought with her. Mary prolonged Mommy’s life . . . I know it.
Mary frequently arrived with flowers for Mommy and just little things that she bought on her own to make Mommy comfortable and to have fun with. Mary accompanied Mommy and me to doctor visits and even the nurses expressed pressure to know her. She would tend to Mommy when we went to church and senior citizens meeting and gathering. Mary frequently told me to “go on and do what you have to do . . . I got this.” They had a ball together and Mommy didn’t miss a step. They were always on the go . . . out to dinner, to get ice cream, church, meetings, dinners, everywhere. Mary shook off every straight jab, right cross, upper cut and left hook that Mommy through at her. They became an inseparable team, Mary, (my Sister) is the best. She always called Mommy an Angel, but Mary is OUR ANGEL.
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