Two words I have dreaded using both pop in to today’s vocabulary: pain and Hospice. For several days Marian has been able to keep pain at bay with the use of Tylenol, but today the discomfort grew considerably more ominous. (Marian prefers the word ‘discomfort’, but then, she has a high pain threshold) Today I gave her an oxycodone which immediately sent the pain packing.
Last night the weakness and dizzieness combined to make for a big fall at 4:30am. And in the process of picking her up I wrenched my back. Today I’ve been wearing the brace! To make a long story short, the rather sudden appearance and worsening of neurological symptoms led to putting Marian in the Hospice unit here at Shell Point. The inability to walk on her own and my inability to lend much strength made this a prudent move . If the weakness etc can be dealt with then expect Marian to return home in a few days for her vital signs are strong.
Marian and I were met with amazing tenderness and understanding as we checked in to the unit. There are two beds so I will be spending the nights there as well.. The sense of relief I have in knowing that Marian will be safe tonight is palpable! I suppose this is what we paid for when we came to Shell Point 12 years ago, never expecting we would need it, of course. So we are deeply grateful to our caregivers, and to God who all along has been preparing a ‘safe house’ in heaven for Marian, one of His choice children.