We had a major storm last night, with wind that threatened to blow the windows out, rain that washed leaves from the trees, and thunder that deafened me. I’ve always enjoyed storms, but lately they just add to the stress of my life. All that wild sound and those flashes of light and wind that strikes the house echoes inside me, and I just want to cover my head and plug my ears.
Our biggest storms lately have been inside the house, with my mother’s increasing dementia. Sundowner’s syndrome is frightening and nearly impossible to manage without medication, and we ran out of medication yesterday! By the time I arrived home from shopping, Mom had half her things out on the sidewalk, determined to move back home. Not only does she not have a car, she can barely walk, can no longer drive, and she doesn’t know where “home” is when sundowner’s hits. The only thing we can do then is place her in my car and drive her around. That’s the only thing that will settle her down. That, plus the medications.
To my horror, I woke up this morning to find that Mom was still stressed with sundowner’s syndrome–she had no idea where she was, where her family was–most of them are dead now, and we can’t tell her–and she may not have known me. Sometimes it’s hard to tell. I was so tired I couldn’t be cheery with her as I typically am, because usually, in the morning, Mom is cheery and in her right mind. She may not remember anything, but she knows who she is and who I am. All I could pray this morning was “Lord, help, Lord, help.”
And He did. The chaplain from Mom’s hospice knocked on the door. I told him what was going on, and he told me she didn’t need to see any strangers so he would pray with me and leave quickly. He did. And then he reminded me that my mood affects her mood. I’m her only child, and when I’m happy, so is she. So I went back into the house and found Mom and smiled and encouraged her and offered her cocoa (her Ensure) and helped her dress. This morning’s storm settled down, and I’ve been able to function today.
Isn’t it wonderful how just a two-word prayer can be answered in seconds, is even being answered before it’s prayed? Have you ever had something like that happen to you? I’d love to hear about it.