Worn-out Rag Doll

Written by on 11 November, 2013 in Blog with 0 Comments

My mother fell Friday night and the ambulance took her to the hospital.  The doctor patched her up the best he could, but mom looked like a worn out rag doll.  At 89.5 years old, her skin has no elasticity and is very thin.  He put three staples in her head, and then showed me the skinned places on her arm and back.  Normally, there would have been stitches there too, but there was nothing to stitch to.  The doctor told me that this is often the case with the elderly, the skin is so thin that there is nothing to hold them in place, and the stitches fall out as fast as he could put them in, so she was bandaged up and then sent to a room for two nights of observation.  I felt deep sorrow realizing how frail my mother had become.  Where was the woman who worked on the factory assembly line for decades, but yet stayed up all night to sew my majorette uniform?  When did I become the adult in charge of her?

From the hospital, I went to Marquell’s high school lock down party.  I arrived at 12:30 a.m. and helped get the midnight snack of chips and cheese ready for hungry teens.  They were playing basketball, volleyball, and singing.  Alex even helped chaperone; he was having more fun than a few of the kids sleeping on top of the bleachers.  It was a contrasting evening for me going from the elderly to teens.  Fun and sobering.

I arrived home at about 4:00 a.m. and of course couldn’t sleep, so I meditated on what my evening had become.  The combination of young and old; life’s beginning and ending.  It’s amazing how for some life begins and ends the same: dependent.  Right now, I’m very grateful that I can be here for my mother, and I’m even more grateful that I have kids who help me with her and also take my mind off the daily misfortunes of life.  I believe that I have a wonderful balance.

Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content.  Philippians 4:11 ESV

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