An amazing miracle! That’s all I can say. Or is it the ultimate stubbornness?
My sis-in-law (SIL) was in a bad accident in February (exactly 3 months ago today). I posted about it here and here. The injuries were severe and as her primary care doc said, “I didn’t think I’d see you again. Most people would have been shuffled off to a nursing home after this.”
Obviously she underestimated how tenacious SIL can be. Despite her age (89) she had no intention of that happening. She has mobility issues but she manages them.
This week the women in the family had lunch with her for the first time since the accident. I “cooked” lunch (that means I picked up pizzas).
We were all amazed at how close to normal she is. (Remember that normal is a stretch for anyone in my family. Then again, maybe we are normal and you are all weird!) I see her more frequently than the others and even I saw an improvement over a week or two ago.
I envisioned eating slices in the living room so she could sit in her lounge chair. Instead we ate around the dining room table complete with centerpiece decorations that she carefully chose. The conversation was lively and as is the case in our family, it was hard to get a word in edgewise.
When I left I had a warm spot in my heart. My family is not openly affectionate. We don’t do a lot of hugs and no kissy-kissy (God no!) but there is true caring for each other. We do what we can to encourage and support each other and for that I am grateful. I missed my mom. She would have been very proud of this group (although not sure she would have approved of the pizzas).