Today has been an unusual day. While I seem to be on the mend from recent lapband surgery and had a good post-op visit with my surgeon yesterday, I have been struggling with an infection of gum and tooth area and had to see a dentist this morning. We are certainly stimulating the "medical" economy because my husband had to see his doctor for treatment of diabetes and other issues at the same time. I got out a lot cheaper than he did as I didn't have to pay anything (I had a credit), but he had to meet a deductible and the cost was over $400. I 'bout died!
After my appointment, as I arrived on the university campus to work, I received a text message from my mother saying that my stepfather ended up having cancer removed from his bladder this morning (and yes, that was unexpected). Not even 2 minutes later, a text from my father came up saying he had been extremely sick with the flu for the past 10 days...had been bed-ridden, was very weak and that he had lost 20lbs. He sounded terrible and said he was going back to bed, couldn't sit up. Luckily my mother is not ill today, but she has health problems herself and had been really sick with the flu just a few weeks prior. I thought I was beyond this feeling, but at that moment, it hit me again that I'm getting old and falling apart and my parents and step-parents are getting older and falling apart -AT THE SAME TIME. I am an only child, so do you get the picture?
I also began thinking that all of our married life my husband and I have planned to raise our children, work, retire and move to a certain coastal area where we have longed to live and enjoy retirement and live out our remaining years together. Now that we have a daughter graduating and going off to college this year and a son not far behind her, we can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. However, we can't forget our parents. About the time the kids get through college and we get ready to retire, we may have to take care of them..and there's 2 of us...and 6 of them. Perhaps we should think about building our own nursing home facility or building a multi-family compound, eh? (Hmm...I really don't think we can live with our parents again.)
After my appointment, as I arrived on the university campus to work, I received a text message from my mother saying that my stepfather ended up having cancer removed from his bladder this morning (and yes, that was unexpected). Not even 2 minutes later, a text from my father came up saying he had been extremely sick with the flu for the past 10 days...had been bed-ridden, was very weak and that he had lost 20lbs. He sounded terrible and said he was going back to bed, couldn't sit up. Luckily my mother is not ill today, but she has health problems herself and had been really sick with the flu just a few weeks prior. I thought I was beyond this feeling, but at that moment, it hit me again that I'm getting old and falling apart and my parents and step-parents are getting older and falling apart -AT THE SAME TIME. I am an only child, so do you get the picture?
I also began thinking that all of our married life my husband and I have planned to raise our children, work, retire and move to a certain coastal area where we have longed to live and enjoy retirement and live out our remaining years together. Now that we have a daughter graduating and going off to college this year and a son not far behind her, we can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. However, we can't forget our parents. About the time the kids get through college and we get ready to retire, we may have to take care of them..and there's 2 of us...and 6 of them. Perhaps we should think about building our own nursing home facility or building a multi-family compound, eh? (Hmm...I really don't think we can live with our parents again.)
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