Being with this little guy was the best part of the trip!
I spent the first few days meeting, holding, and gushing over this little cutie. He is just as "easy" as my son said. He really only fusses when he's wet or hungry. Truly a joy! My daughter in law offered me to stay with them, but originally my sister was coming with me and so I had booked a motel. Which was rather a shady place. Motel 6 in Santa Fe is a hell of a lot different from one in Round Rock, Texas. I don't mind the plain decor, the scratchy sheets as long as it's clean (which it was with the exception of the huge roach in the bathroom). There were a few interesting characters in the parking lot. So I thought about flushing the $$ I spent to stay with family....except that there are so many people living in that house that I didn't see room for one more. Maybe next time I will do it though.
After a few days with them I reluctantly said my goodbyes and drove to my Mom's in San Antonio. On the way I stopped at the outlet mall, but I didn't stay long and didn't buy much. At one store I asked if that was the price and she stated they give a whopping (ok, she didn't say whopping, haha) 10% discount over regular retail stores. I think the day of outlet malls is over. The only place I enjoyed was the Williams-Sonoma/Pottery Barn outlet. But as I was looking around, they really don't mark down much in there. And it was HOT. Too hot to walk around for more than an hour. So I continued on...
Mom's vinca's...
My Mom is doing about the same. Very little mobility. Suffering from the effects of Parkinson's. These include depression, loss of sense of smell (which has been true for her for years), dementia, and now a new swallowing problem. She doesn't have the tremors one usually expects to see, but there's plenty of other symptoms. But as I said, she's hanging in there. Her day basically revolves around her tv shows. Some of which I really dislike, like Dr Phil. What a charlatan. But we did some re-decorating and threw out a few things. It felt good to contribute to her care even if for a few hours.
My Mom's caregiver is not doing so well. He has prostrate cancer that invaded his colon. He had treatment for that, but now he has cancer in his lymph nodes, so he's having more treatments. Sort of like a genetic form of chemo. My sister and I discussed what to do when he passes. Which is basically placing Mom in a nursing home, cleaning out and selling the house. That will be a really sad day for all of us. I wondered if we should find a facility nearer my sister, but that would put her too far away from all the doctors she sees. But it's in the back of my mind all the time.
I spent two days with Mom, driving back to Comfort in the evening ~ which is it's own adventure. I10 has been under construction since before I moved, over 20 years ago. Between 5 and 6:30, it's crazy now that so many people who work in SA live outside of it's boundaries. My sister used to do the hour drive there and back every day until she gave that up to work from home.
My time on the ranch ~ my brother-in-law's place ~ is normally so peaceful. Now that he is recuperating from breaking his tibia and fibula (the surgeon said he very nearly lost his leg due to the damage to those bones) my sister has become the sole care giver, keeper of the cattle, donkeys, goat and chickens that they have. Romeo voiced the thought that living in the country, far from other family members has it's downside. The accident happened Aug 17th, and she's been doing all of this since then, and he won't be able to put pressure on that leg until December. I wish I could have stayed longer to help everyone out. And shamefully, I was grateful to get back to my normal life.
So it was a bittersweet trip. Fun at times, tragic at times.
I didn't mention that Southwest gave me a voucher for the price of my trip, so I will be using that to return next year. But I'm not going in Aug/Sept again, I will try for March or April. By that time my brother in law will be getting around on his own, and we may know more of the future of my Mother's caregiver. And I'll get to see that lovely little boy again!
Love, 365