Sweety got a call on the day of my surgery telling her that her mother (already on a nursing home with Alzheimer's) had become unresponsive. She kept this from first a few days, until she got another call that Mom might not make it. Of course she wants to go home, but there's really nobody to stay here for me, or to care for our fifteen chickens. Awkward.
She wants to be there for her Dad, but as we talked, I started seeing that it's mostly just her being in the habit of taking care if everyone. Two of her siblings live near their parents, and a third is traveling to help. I felt irrationally selfish, pointing out that right now, I need her more than her Dad does.
I've always had to sort of guide her away from wearing herself out; this is just the extreme case. I had to convince her she doesn't have to be here for the home nurse visit today. I'm actually relieved that she's going back to work. She will benefit for the routine, and think I need a break from being cared for.
Meanwhile, at least four friends are rolling into surgery...
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I currently am "as tolerated" and my hip tells me when enough is enough; often different at various levels of fatigue through the day.
