I can’t believe how many days it has been since I’m logged in to let folks know what’s happening at Casa McCollaum. So…rather than go into the grim details, I will say that mother seems to be on a more even keel since her bout of dizziness earlier this month. She had gotten dangerously low on electrolytes, and that had made her weak, confused, unsteady, and all her food had a strange metallic flavor. Well, at least I learned the warning signs.
Years ago she went through a similar experience, but at that time, she had been sick with a bad cold. Not so much, this time.
After a trip to the hospital and then home and then back to the hospital and a change in meds, and me almost losing it, thinking thoughts like, “You’re lucky I don’t punch people because you are prime candidate,” about a little prissy girl who couldn’t be bothered to help mother or me when we were in the emergency room, we finally got home. We’ve now been home a week, a whole darn week. I thought folks might like to see a picture of Mother with her little friend the day she got home, so here it is.
I am so deeply thankful to those of you who have visited and prayed and encouraged us both. So many people in this little world in which we live are dear to me, and to Mother. We hope all of you have a joyous Christmas season. Remember, Jesus loves you, and so do I…even the folks who sometimes are the focus of my sinful wrath.