Last week I was faced with something I have been fearing for most of my adult life, an ailing parent. I always worried about what I would do in the event of a medical emergency given the distance between me and my mom, and unfortunately I had to find out much sooner than I expected. When I got the call, I wasn’t at all prepared. I actually had to hang up and get my thoughts together. I consulted with the first person I saw, which happened to be a top dog at my company, and then I was moved to action.
Regan and I were on the first thing smokin’ and I was by my mother’s side before she even expected to see me. I am actually quite proud of myself for how I handled the whole situation. I never once cried or freaked out. I just made the necessary calls, packed bags and bounced.
My mother is fine. Everything is okay and now we can both laugh about the entire situation, but boy let me tell you, this whole situation has really made me look at the future differently. It’s easy to keep track of my age and my health as the years pass, but I also need to think about the health and well-being of my parents (particularly my mother). I didn’t think I would have to think about these type of things for another ten or twenty years, but boom! there I was last week dealing with it.
I can’t imagine life without my mother. She is my biggest supporter, my loudest cheerleader, my favorite travel companion and my best friend. And Regan? Well she is 100 percent absolutely smitten with her Mimi. Neither of us can do without her.
Have you had to deal with aging parents? Were you prepared or did it catch you off guard?