September 8, 2025

Ted Stockings and the Living Will

Some days for the sandwiches include picking the only kiddo who doesn’t have an activity tonight and driving an hour to make sure Mon settled in ok back in PT/OT rehab and bringing her her red stockings with the very specific holes and the Living Will and POA documentation that the doctor asked for.

This time my 13-year-old son and I ran up to the big hospital’s rehab for the evening to cheer Mom up. Tolerating primarily soft foods for a few days now! Hopeful that we might be out of the woods before we make it to the one year anniversary of the initial emergent surgery. My son made his Gramm laugh a few times and shared stories from home. We caught some “Wheel of Fortune” together and he didn’t want to leave at the end of the visit because he was visiting with Gramm’s phone. He enjoys playing her Sudoku. Gramm had to finish the last round for him because visiting hours were about over. Treated him to a late bite at a delicious local brewery and sadly he spent the time complaining that he would rather be at Arby’s. I shared with him how misguided he is, but it didn’t seem to make an impression. I said if I am driving an hour each way we are going to eat somewhere we can’t eat near home. He did not see things my way, but I was still the one with the keys. 😎