This Was NOT a Good Day

This week started out bad, then turned great and then plummeted. I haven't had such a bad day in many years. It all started last night when I realized that Mom isn't doing so well memory wise. She admits that she shouldn't be living by herself anymore. This is devastating for me, as Mom has always been so independent. I think she will continue to be, but she is afraid of the economy and I think she gets lonely. I wish she would have admitted this to me a long time ago, but she continues to say she doesn't want to be a burden. She can still drive and be very independent, but since she lived through the Great Depression as a teen, she has always been afraid that she will not have enough. She hoards and she scrimps and has done so all of her life.

This afternoon, I had a run in with a government official. This woman treated me badly and I let her know it. This incident escalated until I had to phone her boss and report her, which I dislike doing. Enough said about that.

I had just finished getting that all cleared up when my brother phoned to see if I knew where Mom was. I explained she was out of town visiting Melissa, the niece with the two little boys. He then proceeded to tell me that his youngest son had been in a bad car accident last night. A car t-boned him on the passenger side. Cars being what they are today, the passenger door moved into the car, right up against Josh. He has the imprint of the inside of the passenger door handle in his head.

Apparently it took a long time for them to extract him from the car (news said about 2 hour) with the Jaws of Life and rush him to the nearest hospital. Thank goodness it is a good one. He has bruised lungs, broken bones and a head injury. He has not regained consciousness since the accident. He did respond to my brother today by moving his arm when his name was called.

I explained to my brother that possibly it was a blessing that Josh is unconscious because when he does come to, he will be in a horrific amount of pain. Sometimes our bodies seem to know that they need to be asleep or in a state where pain can't be felt. My brother said he'd never thought of it that way. (There is always a silver lining in every cloud.)

The police told my brother that if the car had hit on the driver's side, it would have killed Josh instantly. We must count our blessings that he is alive. He is young...only about 22 and he loves life. I feel he has a very good chance of making it.

If you are a praying person, please keep Josh in your prayers. My brother is a nervous wreck and he has a heart condition, so please pray for him as well. I will keep you updated on his progress.

Update on my friend, JoAnn:

As my regular readers know, my friend, Jo Ann, was diagnosed last November with cancer of the jaw. She had surgery which left her face disfigured. Nothing can be done to correct that. She has had one chemo treatment and has another 5 weeks of radiation daily, Monday to Friday. Her face is red with radiation burn and she has a sore throat continuously. She only has to have one more chemo treatment. They are saying the operation was successful and that all of the cancer is gone. The chemo and radiation were ordered by the doctor only because he always orders these procedures for this type of cancer. It is rare and an aggressive type. Please continue your prayers for JoAnn.