I have been browsing through old photos today. I have so many other things I should be doing but I can't tear myself away from these visions of the past.....
It's weird how one evening I can be watching an old Judy Garland movie with my mother and the next morning she can be having a heart attack. Things have gotten pretty surreal around here this week. I read somewhere that most people have heart attacks on Mondays. Not in my mother's case. This past Sunday my mother who is just a mere 53 years old had a heart attack and then once at the hospital she suffered a stroke. It is 1:26 am on Thursday and I am sitting here in the ICU typing and listening to my mother moan in her sleep. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason but I sit here in confusion. Maybe I shouldn't think about it to much, it will just make me more crazy. And nobody needs me to be any crazier, that's for sure. Puts a lot of stuff in perspective though....
Is it sick that I have to document everything......