It just dawned on me that I have been on and about the blogs for about four years now..... and have had The Eggroll Emporium running for about two. Wowsers & stuff!
Not that it really means anything. Nope. I didn't met any cool people from all over the place. I didn't get all sorts of cool information and ideas. I wasn't inspired by the sublime, the articulate, the passionate, the silly, the gut wrenching posts that I read. I didn't cry. I didn't learn that I was interconnected to folks that were even, and kind and felt like me.
But I have been preoccupied..... Mom is permanently in a nursing home. She will be 89 and while still alert, needs more care than what can be given to her at her house. She can not stand up anymore. The arthritis in her shoulder and wrists do no allow her to help others assist her. The nursing home is fine, but old. The bed she has in her room must date from the 1950's; it is 'hand-crank' adjustable. It just doesn't work for her and the current room is too small to accommodate the electric state of the art bed she has at home. She is on a list for a new, nicer room when the addition is completed at the facility, this fall. In the mean time she sleeps in her power assisted reclining chair that my brother bought her years ago.
It's not anyone's fault. The facility is in a small community, is old, and they cannot keep up with the growing need for rooms, bed, staffing.
Mom knows what is going on. It makes her sad, but she knows what is going on. She has corrected the dietary staff who give her too much salt in her food. She knows folks there and visits them. When possible she still gets in her 'power-chair' and makes it the four blocks to Mass at church. It is what it is and she knows it.
Maybe..... when my time comes.... I will write the Emporium from a nursing home. With a double bed to accommodate a nurse..... and a big fridge filled with salt free beer.