Tuesday I'm off to Connecticut for at least 3 weeks (and two days). According to plan I'll get back here Good Friday morning. My mother has been transferred to the nursing home and it's not been easy for her. Lots of pain and 'the tablettes' give her decided moments of 'loopiness' and confusion.
There are four of us siblings -- I have two sisters and a brother. We are extremely close and loving towards each other and very supportive. My brother lives the closest, but has been on a business trip and my youngest sister next lives in Vermont. So for the past week they have been 'there' for our Mom. But as little sister also has a job she needs to get back to it. However, Mom is very confused and sometimes doesn't know where she is and as a result is fighting some mental as well as physical battles. When she is at her most confused she thinks we are there.
I am the eldest and my other sister is fourteen months younger than I -- one war baby and one baby boomer! She just returned from a weeks holiday on Saturday and is flying 'out East' from Minnesota today and will pick me up from the airport tomorrow. She will be there with me until Saturday. And by then my brother will have returned from his trip so there will still be two of us to share the support.
In the meantime, I am in a 'fluff'! Usually I know several months or at least weeks in advance that I am travelling. My normal modus operandi is to take a week to pack! Two days altogether! The weather is unpredictable -- by the time I come back it could be balmy and springlike or there could be a blizzard! I will have to leave for the airport at 6.00 a.m. and there is nothing my husband detests more than early early mornings -- I have to put two 'earlies' because 8.00 a.m. is early to him! And I hate transatlantic travel -- not being able to afford the more luxurious 'business' and 'first' class I am relegated to cramped-leg, but-at-least-I-have-an-aisle-seat class ... And another thing, while I think of it -- I really really really hate it when these guys -- and mostly it is guys, recline their seats back as far as them will go for the duration of the flight -- how can people be so thoughtless?
I know all the security is necessary, but necessary or not it is not much fun. Kind of like the dentist -- grateful you can afford it, but why does it have to be such a pain. But at least I remember to wear shoes that come off and go on in a flash. And I know what make-up and creams and how much I can put in my carryon. And don't forget the quart/litre-size bag for the appropriately sized cosmetics. And only miniscule tubes of toothpaste. No, no, no you may not have your 30 mls in a jar that is bigger ... And in Europe -- when I leave from a European airport I am only allowed one piece of carryon luggage, including handbag or laptop. But, but, but ... when I come from America I am allowed two -- one of which the size of a small handbag or laptop. Well I've got that sussed too. A roll on computer bag you can fit stuff and a handbag!
You know what, though? Big improvement on the days when my ancestors made there long and arduous journey to the New World -- days when they knew they'd never again see their homeland. So what am I complaining about. My Mom is sick and needs me and I can be there for her -- the good Lord willin' and the crick don't rise'! I can even take my laptop with me and feel right at home on blogger all the time I'm gone..