My daughter was visiting, and it had been good, after a rough start. She’d been in an accident just a short distance from our house. No injuries, but her car was damaged. Fortunately, it can be repaired, and her insurance company is on the job of getting it back in operation.
But, no, the problem started Saturday. My sister texted a picture of herself in the hospital ER, with a badly swollen leg after a fall. I was pretty sure that it was broken.
Which, it is. But also more. She is also suffering from “bone rot” – necrosis of the bone. Basically, her bones are dying off. It can be caused by many things, but in her case, it’s likely a previous bout of cancer and chemotherapy. She is in a lot of pain.
My daughter volunteered to help out until she had to return home in a few days. My brother and I are planning to assist her 80-year old husband for at least a few hours a day. My husband is planning to travel back here Monday.
Sometimes, I feel as though we are lurching from crisis to crisis.
My youngest sister and her husband had bought an RV and planned on traveling after retirement. As she says, they are traveling, but is mostly to doctor visits.
I worked in dialysis for 26 years and got to witness first hand all of the cruelties of aging and physical deterioration. Now, in my 70s I am experiencing it first hand. As a patient once told me, after a certain age, you’ll always feel worse tomorrow.
Best wishes to your sister.