Hello everyone,
This week has been a grind.
My amazing future mother-in-law, who is 90 years old, has been in the hospital. Twice! Before Monday, she had not been in a hospital since her youngest son Edward (my fiance) was born—65 years ago. While she is marveling at the new technology, she texted me about the lack of communication between providers and nurses when shifts change. She's not sleeping well due to the constant interruptions. She wondered why she had to answer the same question a dozen times per day. We're hoping she will be diagnosed correctly and treated accordingly so she can go home soon.
My father, who has lung cancer, (see previous post titled Devastated by Family Dynamics) texted me an incoherent message about being denied access to a clinical trial. Since my stepmother shut me out, I had no idea what he was talking about. Turns out, he was confused. He mistook an insurance denial for one specific test, for a clinical trial denial. (His oncologist hasn't mentioned clinical trials so I don't know where he got that idea.) I'm concerned because he has no idea what's going on other than his diagnosis. It's almost like he doesn't want to know.
Most days, I'm okay. Other days, I'm frustrated. Every day, I'm concerned though I remind myself I need to focus on what I can control.
Just some Thursday thoughts.
💙Andrea
P.S. Blue Faery will be in San Francisco Jan 21-24 and Austin Feb 20-22. Let us know if you're in those areas! 😊
In Memory of Dave
