My mother has degenerative disc disease. Basically, her spine is collapsing on itself. For the past two weeks, she has had the worst cough and that is wreaking havoc on her back. She's in so much pain. I wish there was something that I could do, but nothing. I can try to keep her comfortable, but there isn't much to do.
I feel so damned bloody useless.
If I could take her pain away, I would. I'd carry it myself if that was possible. Since it isn't, I am stuck feeling too much. I'm sorry... I broke one of my rules. Shot of whiskey with a pill, muscle relaxer in this case. Now, I'm starting to feel blissfully numb to anything and sleepy.
"To die, to sleep, perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come..." --Hamlet, act 3, scene 1, lines 64 thru 66.
(For the record, no, I am not suicidal.)
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