Time does not pass in vain

It has been a week today since we got back from Houston and I am still tired. You would have thought that instead of spending a week deep cleaning my house and pruning trees, I had spent a week partying in my favorite desert...time does not pass in vain :-(

This darn vertigo does not want to go away. In Houston, while on a ladder cleaning the ceiling fans or pruning trees I got dizzy and almost fell on more than one occasion.

Sunday morning I left mother listening to her church service as I made a quick trip into town. Came back to find her laying on the floor...while this is not the first time...it never gets any easier! I have a bad back and though she only weighs 92 pounds, there was no way I could get her up.

I do not know why she did not just stay in the dining room instead of dragging herself to the living room and further injuring herself.  She did not want me to call 911 because she did not want the neighbors to know...I could care less about the neighbors!  Two EMS ladies came to our rescue, got her up and bandaged her up.

I tried to remove the bandages yesterday as per their instructions but the gauze had stuck to the skin so decided to have her doctor do it.  She was put through the torture chamber but I think she has finally understood that if she falls she needs to stay put.

On a different note it had been seven years since mother had been to my house and at the time she mostly got around using her cane. Now she uses her walker and it quickly became clear that my house will not work for me in my "Golden Years".  The doors into both bathrooms are too small to maneuver using a walker and the only way in...is going in sideways.  Hopefully, I have a few more years before I have to address that issue.

Good night.  May you all have Terlingua Dreams.