Driving Ms. Daisy

So much happens when you neglect your blog... or is it, you neglect the blog when so much is happening?

Mom had her shoulder surgery yesterday.  The doctor had originally told us it would take 1-1.5 hours but it took 3.5 hours.  Needless to say, I was anxious to hear how she was doing.  The surgery went well, nothing unexpected occurred, he is hopeful she will feel decent again.  Mom will have to take an Injury Reserved status as a pitcher with the Texas Rangers.  She's sad about that but glad to have an end in sight to the pain.  They have said this will be about a 6 month recovery process, but again we look ahead to the end goal and and stay strong in our faith that He will provide knowledge to those providing her care and faith in the one and only true Healer. 

Since her visit to the hospital in August, we've tried to limit her driving as much as possible, for her benefit mostly.  She hasn't felt well and has limited mobility in her shoulder (if any at times).  Because of this, we know say we're driving Ms. Daisy around.  She does sit up front and doesn't have too much to say about others' driving.  But she has no problem telling you where she needs to go!  The other day she mentioned stopping somewhere and I told her we really didn't NEED to get out.  Her reply was, "Well you've got to get me out anyway!" in her most sassy Momma voice.  She claims there was no sass in her voice, I most definitely heard it!

For now, our plan is for me to take care of her during the day and for Grannie to take care of her night.  This still gives Grannie her volunteering time, which she very much loves and needs.  She's doing well at home, resting as comfortably as possible, is staying on top of her pain meds too.  It's different taking care of your Momma when you're so used to her being the one to take care of you.  I love her so!!

Interesting moment at the surgery center....  I wore my Africa shirt to have B with us but even better was Mom's recovery nurse; she talked and said some of the exact same things B says, like, "true story!"  We enjoyed her company!  She was a great nurse of course but it was a small time of pretending our B was with us.