It's been an excruciatingly cramped two weeks since we've been back from Japan. I can hardly believe we managed to fit in all we've had to do before we leave again... this time in another direction. We'll be heading the other way to Illinois to visit our daughter and her family, and then our son and his family in New Mexico.
In our two weeks back, we've had a horrendous amount of doctors' visits. We've had mom's pre-surgery, eye surgery, post-eye surgery, doctor's visit to check out her knee, MRI to see what's in her knee, a humongous Cousins Party, my doctor visit, visiting Art's cousin whose husband passed away, ETC.
The eye surgery to insert a tube and create a channel to unblock Mom's clogged tear ducts was trauma-less for her. However, there's been a mild infection so she's been given anti-biotics. This was her first surgery and she said she was comfortable throughout. In fact, even the hospital gown was comfortable. They had a hose that you inserted into the paper gown to keep it warm. She was nice and toasty.
The MRI showed that she has some kind of contusion around her knees which means she's hit it somehow. However, she swears she never really fell or had it hit in any way. It's a mystery. She's able to get around without the wheelchair now so she should be fine. The neighbors are incredibly wonderful about watching out for her when we leave and my brother is always checking up on her.
Creating our travel album about our trip to Japan has consumed a lot of our time these past two weeks late into the night. We could have waited until we returned from the mainland, but we knew my mother and aunt would want to see the photos. I think we had over 5,000 photos that we took. We finished it, printed it, copied it at Office Depot and put them in a binder...over 100 pages of it. Both aunt and mother are enjoying reliving their trip.
Now we've brought down our suitcases and are packing once again. We're running around crazy again trying to get things to bring to Illinois and New Mexico. We're also trying to get everything set up for Mom with ready to eat meals that she can prepare easily and cleaning up as much as we can.
Meanwhile, Art's cousin has told us that his father, Art's uncle is in a coma. Is it just me or is this spring extra turbulent?
I'd like to leave you with a lovely thought. Another of Art's cousins lost her husband while we were gone. We brought over lunch and visited with her. She said her husband died on their grandson's birthday. She told her daughter, "I'm sorry Dad had to pass away on your son's birthday. I hope it doesn't spoil the day for him." Her daughter, who is also Buddhist said, "No, Mom. The day is still a beautiful one. It is the day my son was born into this world and it is the day Dad was born into the Pure Land."
I really like that.