Yes, my mom had fallen...again.
And yes, this time...the result was a fractured hip...
Because of her age and her heart condition,
she was considered a high-risk patient...
so, was being transferred to a larger hospital in Grand Forks.
A 97 pound frail body with a broken hip...
my 92 year old mom made the trip to Grand Forks in the back of an ambulance.
Not only was she in pain, but I'm sure she was confused about what was happening to her.
Meanwhile, we had left home to meet her in Grand Forks.
It was frigid cold in the Dakotas.
So cold that school was cancelled!
I'm am posting this now, because a year ago,
I could not find the words to express what I was thinking and feeling.
The Question "What would the Family like us to do?" was posed.
We have had that conversation before...
I was mom's Power of Attorney for her healthcare.
Her Living Will was quite clear as to what she wanted for herself.
When the Lord was ready to take her home,
she did not want anyone here on earth standing in His way.
But the urgent question was there.
What would the family like us to do...
Surgery to repair her hip?
So each person that called, the surgeon, the nurse practitioner, the anesthesiologist,
I turned the question to them...
"What would you do if she was your mom?"
They all had the same answer...the surgery.
Without it, she would suffer considerable pain in her hip.
Plus, she would never be able to sit up again,
not even in a wheel chair.
So, surgery it was.
Most of you are probably wondering why I post this now...
a year later.
Some of you have experienced the illness and death of a parent,
and can relate.
If not, I urge you to have these difficult conversations with your aging parents.
And do it now, when their mind is still sharp.
Help them create a Living Will, so their wishes are in writing.
Trust me...this is important.
Because if you find yourself in this difficult situation,
you have to try to set your emotions aside, and do the right thing.
One of hardest things I have had to do
was ask the hospital staff to place a DNR band on mom's wrist.
It was what she wanted me to do.