Medical Appointments
I spent last Wednesday, August 25, taking my father-in-law from one medical appointment to the next. He had a knew replacement surgery at 89 years, in January of this year. We took him to the orthopedic surgeon for a checkup. The surgeon says the knee seems fine, he is using a walker to get around. The one thing this surgery did is to alleviate the pain in his left knee. He was walking around on a knee that was bone on bone for about 2 years. Before the surgery the doctors gave him either cortisone or rooster shotscrest to alleviate the pain. That would work but only for so long.. So you can imagine the pain. This is one tough old guy but the pain almost made him cry.
As I took my father-in-law to his next medical appoointment, and as he shuffled on his walker down the long corridor of the Hospital to his next appointment, I realized that my father-in-law was the age that I am now when I met my wife in 1996. That was almost 20 years ago. He was 70 years old. The age that I will be next month. I have been privy to see him dance and party at his daughters' weddings to his journey into the numerous medical problems and appointments. And I wonderr if this is what awaits me/us?
I actually enjoy helping my father-in-law with his appointments. It is something that I didn't get a chance to do with my father or mother. My father was murdered in Mexico in January of 1995. He had lived in Mexico since I was about 5 or 6 years. I never go a chance to care for him. My mother died on October 19, 2001, very suddenly. She was feeling well on Sunday of that week, making albondigas lunch for my sister. She tells my sister that she is feeling tired and is going to sit down and the next moment she was being airlifted to Tucson Medcial Center. She went into a coma and died a few days later. She died from Guillain-Barre Syndrom. That is what the doctor told us. I had never heard of it. I had to google it to find out what it was. I never got a chance to talk to her again. I believe that God gives us a second chance, That is how I feel when I help my in-laws. I can do for them what I wasn't able to do with/for my parents.
Stay healthy my friends!
As I took my father-in-law to his next medical appoointment, and as he shuffled on his walker down the long corridor of the Hospital to his next appointment, I realized that my father-in-law was the age that I am now when I met my wife in 1996. That was almost 20 years ago. He was 70 years old. The age that I will be next month. I have been privy to see him dance and party at his daughters' weddings to his journey into the numerous medical problems and appointments. And I wonderr if this is what awaits me/us?
I actually enjoy helping my father-in-law with his appointments. It is something that I didn't get a chance to do with my father or mother. My father was murdered in Mexico in January of 1995. He had lived in Mexico since I was about 5 or 6 years. I never go a chance to care for him. My mother died on October 19, 2001, very suddenly. She was feeling well on Sunday of that week, making albondigas lunch for my sister. She tells my sister that she is feeling tired and is going to sit down and the next moment she was being airlifted to Tucson Medcial Center. She went into a coma and died a few days later. She died from Guillain-Barre Syndrom. That is what the doctor told us. I had never heard of it. I had to google it to find out what it was. I never got a chance to talk to her again. I believe that God gives us a second chance, That is how I feel when I help my in-laws. I can do for them what I wasn't able to do with/for my parents.
Stay healthy my friends!
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