Mom’s Condition: No Change
ByI’m writing this from a Denny’s Restaurant not far from my Mother’s nursing facility in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. It is about 6:30 am. Unable to sleep since 4, I slipped out of the hotel room my wife Brigitte and I rented nearby and just drove all around the deserted streets.
As soon as the doors opened at 6, I went to check on her. So far there is little change. I’m relieved somewhat, but know its only a matter of time.
We arrived yesterday afternoon round 4:30 pm and settled into a hotel room nearby. I hadn’t planned to come back so soon – especially since this is the peak rental season (other than summer) in the Smokey Mountains. But my sister called to say “Baboo’s” (Momma Weatherly’s) condition had worsened and I wanted to be with the family.
Despite the long time watching our Mom’s condition deteriorate, my sister and I still mark her passing as another major turning point in our lives.
After breakfast, I’ll be back at my vigil. More later.