Thursday, March 9, 2017

A Sunday Miracle

And it was a Miracle!


Update.  Floyd and Maxine arrived with Rodger on Saturday night.  The transition for me began on Sunday morning. 


Rodger woke up and got ready for his meetings.  I had trouble sleeping and still not having too much luck by the time Rodger was leaving so I got up and had a shower and got ready, fixed the pot roast.  By then Floyd came out in his PJ's pushing his walker.  We got him down the stairs walker and all and fixed some breakfast.  He is smiley and grateful. 


I attempted to get Maxine up.  She flatly refused.  She wondered loudly what that awful picture was on the wall.  (one of my watercolors) and what the terrible thing in the ceiling was.  (the sky light).  She loudly told me she did not want me to take her to Seattle.  I told her that unfortunately she was already here.  It didn't start well. 


Finally, I told her that I needed to get my parents ready for church and I left her wet in the bed. 


Things went pretty smooth at the parents.  They were up when I came in.  We got ready pretty fast, no showers today.  Just some shaving for dad and teeth brushing for both.  A little hairdressing for mom.  My tie tying skills are still pretty sketchy.  I can only do it on one side but unfortunately can't remember which side that is.  We were out the door by 9:45 and that was good considering I didn't get there till after 9.  I made the excuse of needing to brush my teeth to run home and check on the Picketts.  


Gratefully, Rodger had come home.  Max was sitting in a chair at the table ignoring her cereal.  I brushed my teeth and told Floyd I would be back after sacrament meeting.   I wondered about her just sitting there but what can you do?  


Fast forward.  Sacrament meeting was good.  I must have been seeking help and I found it.  I listened to testimonies.  All the folks who spoke have been through some tough things, yet they were all strong and grateful and committed.  I am no different.  Before I left that morning Maxine yelled to me.  "I don't want it to be hard"  Well, we all get hard stuff and we try to handle it with grace.  The grace I am seeking is the grace the Savior gives, to do the things we otherwise would be unable to do.  I found some of that in testimony meeting.


After the meeting I got my parents settled in Sunday School class and dashed home to my new flock.  Maxine was still in the chair, still soaking wet.  So in spite of loud protestations we "walked" into the bathroom, took off the wet and put on the dry.  While trying not to brush her teeth, Maxine wailed, "I look terrible!"  I concurred and proceeded to brush her hair.  More loud wailed ensued but it got all fixed up in a little bun, out of her face.  Yeah!  I fixed some lunch that she nibbled at, tried to get them interested in something to now avail and went back to pick up the parents. 


On the way home I noticed,  my mom comment on the beautiful sky, my dad's cute smile and their gratitude for the rides to church and the help getting ready.  They tried to send me home with rootbeer and extra food.  Food that I had delivered to their house earlier in the week.  They ate toasted cheese and vegetable soup.  I thanked them for their pleasant attitudes.  We made an arrangement to eat dinner at my house about 4:30 and I left them eating their lunch.  Mom told me "You know I can do some of the work around here now"  I am sure she could.  I will have to talk to Ana about that. 


The afternoon was pretty quiet.  Rodger got home at about and we talked to some of the kids on facetime.  I tried to involve Floyd and Maxine.  I think he enjoyed it but she was pretty stoic and very passive.  I am not sure how she could resist Olivia and James and Owen but she did it. 


I picked up my parents at 4:30 and charged them with a task.  I asked them to keep the conversation going and to be pleasant and happy.  AND THEY WERE SO GREAT!  My dad clapped for Maxine as she made it to the table (wailing).  My mom told her how she had had to use a walker and how much she hated it.  She also said it was terrible to have "strange people in your house when we were talking about her physical therapy.  She also reminisced about my reception and how Floyd and Maxine came to Edmonds for that and "how nice it was to see you then".   Above and beyond Lucy!  In the middle of all this pleasantness there was some  inappropriate outbursts from Maxine but by and large it was a great dinner.  I was so proud of my parents.  My dad tried to hold her hand and pat it.  My mom patted her on the shoulder.  ( she sort of got yelled at for that) But the gesture was priceless.  They really rose to the occasion.  When I took them home I told them thank you a bunch of times.  We put on Singin in the Rain and I would have stayed and watched it with them but felt like I should go back up Rodger for bedtime. 


We were both pretty wiped so when Floyd was getting ready for bed we got Maxine ready for bed too.  She "was not going to go to bed" or "sit on that toilet" or anything else we suggested but she did them all. 


We are wondering how the next two months will go.  I spent the day today

intermittently working and calling for primary care in psych services.  I did give Floyd a haircut this am and Rodger went looking for some new pants for him. 


There are more miracles I am sure.  We will just have to look for them. 

Thursday morning,   Things are looking up!


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