The Worse has Come

l received a phone call at 8.30am this morning from the hospital. It was saying something about the doctor needed to see me immediately to give consent to re-do mom's bedsore and to amputate her right foot. Decision like this is really hard and sad to make........

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When l got to the hospital, standing beside mom's bed looking at her frail body, l started to cry. Not knowing what to decide. So l spoke to the doctor in charge for about half an hour, and l decided only to re-do her bedsore and not to amputate because... l don't think mom is able to go through the ops and it's not necessary due to her condition now. The doctor advised that we should put mom in a nursery home so that her sores will be well taken care of by experts. Not knowing what to do next, hubby and I just went hopping from nursing home to nursing home trying to find out more about its services & environment. We found two that we think is best for mom.

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While l was at home waiting for the next visiting hours, l kept asking myself, do l really want to send mom to the nursing home with total strangers? Will she be happy? Or will she think l abandoned her? And l started to cry again... So l asked myself if l want to bring mom home instead of sending her to a nursing home.

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Firstly l need a qualified nurse to come to the house to change the wound dressing and check on her everyday., Other than the dressing, the rest will not be to difficult to handle as we have been handling for the past 4 months. Then l started to made a phonecall to a friend who is working in a private hospital as a 'staff nurse' to ask if she can help in case l need her assistance when mom is home. For this "God is with us" and He answered my prayer. This good samaritan agreed. She is my saviour. At least with her assistance, I would be able to bring mom back home to spend her remaining days in the environment that she is familar with. "Thank you my dear friend & may God bless you". ^

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With this arrangement, I will be bringing mom home. A home where she had spent most of her life in, a home that she is familar and comfortable with. Most importantly, I'll be able to see and talk to her whenever l want to and that's my comfort.