Permission To Die

Once in a while I feel challenged by the incompetence of others and the key is to not get emotionally plugged in by it … attacking, blaming, and judging will only attract the same thing right back at me.

I’m sure you have ordered your salad with the dressing on the side and the server brings your salad with the dressing already on it or you have ordered your steak medium rare and the server brings it well done and after you inquire you are told that “you” ordered it that way.

I received a phone call from my mother’s long term care facility on Thursday night, and the person on the other end of the phone told me that my mother had gone to hospital with what we now know to be a broken leg.

“We don’t know what your mother did” and “she had her hand on the support pole and your mother pushed herself away from the bed”.

I supposed one has to have compassion for all at times like these even though my mother had two people transferring her from her wheelchair to her bed. My mother is 89 years old, frail and less than 100 pounds.

In last Thursday’s blog I said; In the coaching business, they say that a client will bring the coach something that the coach has already personally dealt with, something that the coach is currently dealing with or something that the coach has never dealt with.

It seems that this is true as five of my clients are currently dealing with aging parents that are in hospital, and I had a conversation with a new client on Friday who is experiencing the same thing that we are dealing with and Sandra advised me that I need to give my mother permission to die.

I did some research and here is the best article that I could find on permission to die.

Laura and I visited with my mom over the weekend and said our good byes.

My mom had a heart attack on Friday induced by complications from the broken leg … the bone in her leg is paper thin because of osteoporosis … the surgeon advised me that her surgery is high risk because of her heart and her chance of surviving the surgery is only sixty percent … without surgery the bone will not heal properly and she will be in a lot of pain.

I agreed with the Doctor that she should have the surgery.

It’s 10:30am on Monday and I am waiting for the Surgeon to call with the decision on how they will manage my mother’s care, based on a meeting between the Surgeon and the Anesthesiologist this morning.

I wish my mother long and everlasting life.