Two days ago, the neuropathy hit me again in the legs. I can't feel them from the waist down.
It's no longer safe for me to get out of bed at this time. I'm guessing that the nerve damage has increased in my spine, and without treatment, there's no real hope things will improve. I can still get to my feet, and with some help get to the toilet to void my colon, or my hospice nurse will get me to the shower, but there's little more I can do.
I can hear my joints progressively creak, and I wonder how long my arms will still serve me.
Who can say at this point. Before I elected hospice care, Dr. Burgess predicted that I would not make it to Christmas, and he also said death may come in the Sping. I do feel things are degrading, and it's coming sooner than later.
St Ann's is sending me the sacraments at least weekly, so much of what I need, I am getting, and so very grateful to have Our Lord visit me as He has.
We still have legal affairs to accomplish, such as deeding the house to Mike, transferring my Disabilty income to Laura, and also my car needs to change hands.
Hopefully we can get most of these done this week.
I'm also hoping that Kim and Mike can build me a better bedside table so that I can get to my full sized computer, and get some memoirs done. Other than that, I think "My Rides Here" and I'm as ready as anyone could be.
there are days i think i have accepted that everything has progressed faster than expected and other days i think i am still in denial. i am however grateful for your faith and that you are at peace with your situation. God has graced you in so many ways. i love you with all my heart. love mom
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