My mom, my hero

I'm sitting in Mom's hospital room watching her sleep. It's a blessing because when she's awake she's in a lot of pain. When she fell, she twisted some things and banged others. Then she tried to scooch herself along the floor to get to a phone. Never made it to the phone and was left with raw spots from the 'scooching'.

The idea of her trying to get herself righted and trying to call for help and then laying on the floor for 2 and a half days... these visions will give me nightmares for quite some time. And I feel guilty. I should have been there for her!

Now we have decisions to make. Decisions that we knew would come eventually, but it should not have been this soon.

Mom has always been so strong and independent, even at 86! It breaks my heart how the last 4 months have taken that away from her. In early March she was still teaching water aerobics 3 days a week. She did her own shopping. Mom went to Prayer Circle every Thursday and prayed with friends. Then they'd go out for lunch. She went to church and was loved on by her church family with hugs and tales of events at school. Everyone calls her Grandma Dorothy.

Things changed when a virus showed up. Inactivity and lack of human contact has been so detrimental to millions of people, including my mom. The virus has nearly killed her and she's never been infected!

Please pray for my mom and for the decisions that my brother and I need to make.