After he arrives several hours late he informs you he’s not starting on the job today. “I’ll have my man here first thing in the morning,” he says as he walks out the door.
“Wwhat? I thought you were going to do it today.”
Nope, not hardly.
Caregiving is really hard when you can’t cook. That means microwaving whatever for lunch and ordering a pizza for dinner. Of course, the pizza delivery person is also very late. With tip and delivery fee, the whole things comes to $20. Sorry, but on your planet it just isn’t worth it.
Then there are the little normal hassles. Your parents are constantly asking you to do things such as change that high light bulb you just changed two weeks ago. You’re supposed to find the eyeglasses for the thirteenth time plus those little manicure scissors. Turns out your Mom had left them in your car’s glove compartment of all places.
But there are blessings. That rare prescription the dermatologist wrote for your Mom’s pre-cancerous leg only cost $95. instead of the $700 he predicted it would cost. The insurance came through for once.
But you’ll have to start her on it first thing in the morning, plumber or no plumber.
Through it all because you’re bored, you actually rearrange your den, moving all the furniture around the room literally several times. Yep, you’re happy with it. It looks good. Who would have thought? And you didn’t have to buy a single new thing.
But then there’s something else to be reminded of that is far more important than little daily problems, redecorating, or figuring out how to feed two picky eaters in their 80’s who are supposed to be on special diets that nobody follows.
It’s September 11th and you are suddenly swung back to reality while watching all the coverage on television, plus a commercial for the Wounded Warrior Project. In in, a tiny little girl is caregiving as she leads her blind young father who is a Vet, through the house. He won’t be asking for a light bulb to be changed or for someone to find his glasses.
Let’s not forget our friends and neighbors who were lost eleven years ago, or those who continue to protect us as we thank God for all the blessings of freedom He has given us.
Tags: Family, Relationships