Isn't it pretty? She has bunches of them ... Daddy dug up hundreds of seedlings at someone's house YEARS ago and paid 10 cents per seedling. Now they have all colors from a white with pink tones, white with green tones, pale pinks to deep rose pinks. The others are beginning to bloom, but this was the prettiest one right now. Well, almost ...
THIS one is the prettiest right now! My mama is amazing! She is 82 years old, and this past April 18th she was doing something stupid ... her words, not mine! ... and trying to climb up into a chair to get something out of an upper cabinet. She slipped and fell, hitting the back of her head on the side of the refrigerator. That stupid decision caused her to break her neck! Yep, at 81 years old she had a broken neck!
She was such a trooper, and I was (and still am) so proud of her! I think the fact she is very stubborn helped a lot! When they wanted to cut off her mock turtleneck shirt, she would NOT let them! They had to pull it over her head ... very, very carefully! Mama was in the hospital for 5 days, rehab for 15 days, stayed with us here at our home for 30 days, and then for several weeks spent about half the time with us and half at her home. She was in a collar for about 13 weeks, and hated every minute, but dealt with it very well.
At the hospital, when they mentioned rehab, she looked at me with a scared look on her face. When we had a few minutes alone I talked to her about it, and I cried. I promised her that it was short term only, probably around three weeks, and that she was not old enough to be in a nursing home! And she proved me right! Even the rehab techs told her she wasn't old enough to be there! All the employees there loved her, and talked a lot about how young she was. She went to the dining room once to play bingo and that was the last time! "I'm not going in there with them old folks! They're too slow, it took 30 minutes to do just one game of bingo!" LOL!
After she came home with me, she had Occupational Therapy and Physical Therapy for a couple of weeks, but they told her she didn't need them, and just made sure she was doing okay. Having her here for a month wasn't easy, but we made the best of it. I moved most of my crafting stuff into the dining room so I could work on projects and talk to her while she watched TV, and she insisted that I get out once in a while for a break. And once a week, as a treat for me, she made biscuits and gravy for breakfast.
She is doing great now, although she still has a stiff neck and some numbness in the back of her head, but the doctors said that it may never get better. She is so excited about the upcoming birth of her first great-grandson who, just like his daddy, will carry his great-grand 'Papa's' middle name of O'Brien. Mama is also planning her garden, and my brother and his youngest are promising to help her with it so she can can green beans again ... she didn't get to have a garden last year.
Can you tell how much I love my Mama? More than words can say. We don't always get along, but we love each other and that is what counts.
And while I'm on the topic of Mama's, my sweet friend Val has a sweet Mama, too, who is facing two serious back surgeries next week, only a couple of days apart. And both Val and her Mama are scared and worried. If you care to lift them both up in prayer, I am sure they would appreciate it, and so would I!