Queen for a Day
Well, that went well.
Mom's birthday was this past weekend, and my sisters went to great effort to make it one she'll never forget. My two girls and I flew to L.A. to surprise her, as did two other good friends of Mom's. Nurse Sis and I busted Mom out of her rehabilitation center and took her home--the first time she's really been anywhere other than a healthcare facility for a couple of months--to party with her friends and family. Just getting out for a car ride on a beautiful Hollywood day was an enormous treat for her. On top of that, imagine going home for the first time in weeks, even if only for a few precious hours, and having people who loved you waiting when you arrived.
Those of you who've been reading a while may remember Mom's posts last winter about her leaking roof and ceiling: buckets, tarps, and misery. The roof was replaced a while ago; Mom entered her house to find the interior finally as good as new as well. Her home has never looked better. Hero had a new haircut and dandy bow around his neck. In addition, my sisters landscaped the backyard as a surprise--much hard work by Kid Sis. Everything took a lot of coordination and went off like clockwork. The hours passed too quickly before Nurse Sis and I had to take Mom back to the center. She was the happiest I've seen her in...I can hardly remember. Many months if not years.
A nice result of our scheme (which I would have mentioned here before, except there was a small chance Mom might have gotten to a computer and spoiled it) is that Mom told us all that being home reminded her of what she's working for. She's more motivated than ever to build her strength, taper off her medications, and get the heck out of there.
So thanks to my sisters who pulled it together, and thanks to Mom's friends--some of whom flew 500 miles just to be there for the afternoon and flew home again the same day. Mom was overwhelmed with the best kind of surprises and was more grateful than she could describe for all of them.