It’s amazing the things you forget in 7 short years. I forgot how exhausting it is to run two households. I forgot how much organization it takes to make sure that everything gets done at both places. Laundry. Dishes. Housework in general. Grocery shopping. Tending to the dogs. I know that Hubby and I did a lot for MIL and FIL when FIL was sick, but I don’t remember being this tired all the time. Could it be that we’re 7 years older this time around?
MIL is doing well with the oxygen and the steroids. She doesn’t seem as tired or as confused as she was before the hospital stay. I did some research on the subject of pulmonary fibrosis and I understand things a lot better now. I understand why she was so tired all the time. Why she was losing so much weight so fast. Why she seemed a little more confused than normal. I also understand this just the beginning. It’s going to get worse . . . a lot worse. But I’m not going to think about that today. There’s plenty of time down the road to worry about that. Can you tell that I’m a big fan of Scarlett O’Hara?
Hubby and I are adapting to the new routine even though right now we resemble sleep deprived parents of a newborn. There are so many things that you never expected to have to deal with. You cross one item off your To Do List and two more get added. At least I don’t feel like I’m chasing my own tail anymore.