“Love your parents. We are so busy growing up, we often forget they are growing old.” Author unknown
DAY ONE: Alex and I are staying at a nearby hotel. We get up, get showered and ready to head over to Debbie’s for the day. The plan is to pick-up Starbuck’ s and some light breakfast fare along the way. Just like in the cruising world you have to be flexible and work around those “plot twists” that occur from time to time.
Our twist for the day was a flat tire in our rental van. I call the closest Enterprise. We advised them that we had a flat and had put the spare on but need to bring the van in for an exchange. They advise that this is not a problem. They can do an exchange when we arrive. Crisis handled.
The rest of the week we spent with Debbie ensuring she was eating, making her comfortable and monitoring her recovery. We also wanted to improve her environment. We went to Home Depot and purchased a HIPPA air filter for her bedroom. Based on the research we had done this would improve the air quality in her living space. We also continued on with a project Alex’s sister had started. We removed the old carpet in her bedroom that had been there for years. As most people know carpets are considered less healthy than hard floor surfaces, due to what is captured in carpet fibers. Considering Debbie had a diminished lung capacity, we all wanted to help her make the most of every breath.
Our final day with Debbie was Christmas Day. Alex’s brother Ben and Ben’s son Dylan spent the day with us too. When we asked Debbie what she wanted she asked that we make waffles for breakfast, as that was her tradition, as well as prepare a traditional turkey dinner with all of the fixings. The meals were most defiantly requested with the family’s desires in mind. To her credit she ate at least two bites of everything that was offered.
Continuing with the thought process of trying to make sure Debbie’s world was comfortable, I had reached out to my mother who is a quilter. I asked her to make a quilt for Debbie as a Christmas gift. The quilt my mother made was simply beautiful and Debbie was touched beyond words. More importantly she was even warmer and cozier in her bed, thus making her feel better during her recovery process. A Christmas win all around.
The week flew by and we are grateful for the time we spent with Alex’s mom. Unfortunately, the day after Christmas was spent on I95 South sitting in traffic. The crew of Tiki Trek was Florida bound… inch by inch. For the record, we DO NOT miss traffic at all!