I’m sure this is the most boring blog in the world right now, but this is my life. Get up, go to work, go to the hospice, spend time with my mother in law, come home, eat dinner at 10, try to spend a little quality time with John and Seamus, and then go to bed. Hey, next week I’ll be in Vegas. Maybe I’ll see a celebrity or something.
But I’m not there yet, so this is what you get. Tonight I had a little victory, and since I know there’s a good chance it will be short-lived, I’m going to celebrate while I can. See, I went in to visit Nora with a new strategy and it seems to have worked. When I got there and asked how she was doing today, she said, “You’re going to be angry with me. I want to go home tomorrow.” And I said, “I’m not angry Nora. You know you can’t go home tomorrow. That’s not going to happen.” And then I changed the subject and refused to get into a fight. Amazingly enough, it worked. I don’t know if it will work again, but at least for one night, there was no drama, and just nice conversation.
It was good. Among other topics, I got hear about how she was an air hostess, and a time she went hitchhiking in Germany, and what it was like going to Trinity College in Dublin. I hope it happens again. This is the way I hope the time she has left can be spent with us.
