The ER isn’t usually a funny place, but funny conversations happen therePosted on Jan 14, 2014 | 36 comments
I have a knack of turning something sobering into something silly.
I don’t mean to. Really. I know it’s important to be fully present and feel the weight of the moment, but for some reason my contemplative self passes the baton to my snarky self and off she goes.
One of the most sobering things of late has been my mom’s stroke. Few things upend your family’s world like a stroke.
For years I recorded prayer requests of stroke victims and their families. And I prayed for them, but I had no idea what they went through.
Now I do.
Now I know some of the struggles and decisions and heartaches. I know the importance of supportive family, and I appreciate the prayers of friends who have been down this road. Without them, the journey can be overwhelming.
But WITH them, the journey becomes manageable.
And you find joy where you least expect it.
Where you spend the better part of the day.
On this day, I sat with my sister and brother-in-law and reminisced over old times. The truly funny things seem to be inside jokes that get lost in translation. Which makes them even more special.
So there we sat, waiting for Mom’s tests to be run and read, and doing our best to keep her comfortable. My sister thought aloud,
“We need to shave her.”
I inspect Mom’s chin.
“I used my little electronic razor-pen thingy on her the other day.”
“Yeah, but we should probably make a note to do it every week.”
“You’re right,” I agree. “If anything like this ever happens to me, make sure I’m presentable. I don’t want to be looking like Willie Robertson. Promise me.”
“I promise,” she says.
“SWEAR IT. I don’t want you holding an old grudge and getting even by letting me look crazy.”
“OK,” (insert eye roll) “I SWEAR.”
“And make sure I’m dressed nice.”
“You wear JEANS all the time.”
“Well then get me a tiara and a feather boa. I might as well be ‘that’ lady.”
I’ve never been more grateful for my sisters, and for the quirky sister-bond we have. I’m also grateful for my dad, who is the godliest man I know. Mom has a long road ahead of her, but she has so many friends and family behind her.
Behind US. And we’re grateful for your prayers.
Can you share any suggestions for lightening the load? Silly ones are MOST appreciated
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