My aunt’s surgery to replace/repair her skull went well. She’s still in intensive care and had a cat scan to check on her lung health yesterday.
This has been very hard on my whole family. We’ve whispered to each other about living wills, feelings of guilt and each worried ourselves sick at different points. It has been especially hard on my dad, since this is his only sibling and they are so close in age.
I read the emails from her husband and wonder, “What if it were me?” What if I were the caregiver? What if I were the stroke victim/survivor? How much ability is enough to make life worth living?
My heart breaks for my aunt, because I don’t think this is the life she wanted to survive for. A sage friend told me yesterday that I can still celebrate each victory now