Postby Neige » 04 Oct 2018, 10:31
One year ago, I told you here that my 80-year-old mother-in-law would come to live with us.
She had spent the last 25+ years in her own place in a small village in the south of France, but suffered a stroke in Spring 2017 and could no longer drive - in a place where there's no public transport whatsoever. So we decided to let her spend the next phase of her life with us, in the heart of a small town and in the country she grew up in.
So I had a 3-room flat on the first floor of my house refitted with her in mind (shower instead of bathtub, no thresholds, etc.). The last year had its share of beautiful moments, but things weren't always easy - she's weaker and frailer than we'd anticipated, she's used to do things her own way, yet unaware of her limitations, there are also early signs of dementia, not to mention difficult dynamics in the mother-daughter relationship.
Last Friday she fell and got hospitalised with a femoral neck fracture. After hoping for a slow recovery with physiotherapy, we got a call from her doctor last night - turns out the only hope for her to walk again is surgery. But I don't see enough strength in her.
It's just awfully sad.
Thumpety-thump beats plinkety-plonk every time. - Rayge