How I Hate the Winter

I hate it more when I know my mom is out driving and walking in it.

This past Monday as she was leaving the nursing home after seeing Dad, Mom slipped on the ice in the parking lot and fell. She laid there in 12 degree weather for about 20 minutes. Finally she called the nursing home with her cell phone (no, I don't know why she didn't do that first) and the girls there came out and brought her in and covered her with blankets. My sister took her to the ER to get checked out. Nothing broken (they only X-rayed her knee since that was the only thing that really hurt), but she got extremely sore all over.

The pain has now gotten much worse. Today she had X-rays and the twisting and positioning for those was agonizing. I know some of you who come to this blog are believers in prayer. I'm asking you for prayers for Mom. Her physical pain is made worse by the fact that she cannot go see my dad. She is very tough for 88, but this has really messed her up.

I'll be going there tomorrow for a few days to do whatever I can, even if it's only to help her relax while I go feed Dad. I'm praying she has not broken a vertebra or whatever other damage one can do to one's back, and that this is just the rough aftermath of a fall. Like after a car accident.

Thanks for listening.