Mom had a regularly scheduled doctor's appointment yesterday for an INR. I refer to this as a coumadin check. As long as we get a reading between 2 and 3, we don't have to visit this doctor for another month. A reading lower than 2 or higher than 3, and we're back the following Monday. I cross my fingers every time we go for an INR. Luck was with us; Mom's reading was 2.3, so we don't have another appointment until June.
I asked Mom to speak with the doctor (Dr. K)about taking that Tylenol... oh, excuse me, that generic version of Tylenol...when her arm hurt. Her arm has REALLY been bothering her lately, so I want her to feel comfortable taking something for the pain. Again, luck was with us, as Dr. K looked at the box the W-brand of forbidden pills came in and said "Yes, you can take one of these for pain." Alleluia!!!!! I did not have to resort to deception and trickery in order to get Mom to take some pain killers. ;-)
Mom was up early (for her) at 8am since we had a 10am appointment at Rush. We ran a couple of errands after the appointment, then came home to find a message on our answering machine reminding us of a band concert (Marisa's final band concert) at 7pm that night. Mom really wanted to go, so we grabbed an early dinner and headed to Westchester and Divine Providence School since that was where the concert was. Got home just after 9pm and Mom decided to get into her pajamas and lay down for a moment. "A moment" turned into 45 minutes when she got up to tell me that she was really tired and was going to bed.
These are the times that trouble me. I took a good look at Mom and could see that she was plain old worn out. She really needed to go to bed at that time. I stayed up later than normal and kept getting up to ensure that she was still breathing. There must have been something to the look on Mom's face when she went to bed that gave me concern. I was truly worried. However, luck was once again on my side and I have nothing extraordinary to report. Sometimes, ordinary and usual if just fine and dandy.
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