I think that growing up with one parent that had a chronic illness, you take for granted that there was only one parent you needed to worry about. There was only one parent that you would get that call...in the hospital...doctors don't know what to do...this is our last resort. I really have lived the last 36 years only thinking of the possibility of losing one parent....until last weekend.
My Mom is the backbone in our family...the one who is always willing to take care of others...has ridden the roller coaster that comes when your husband is diagnosed with Crohn's Disease just a year after you are married for almost 50 years...calls someone when they need it...remembers every single solitary birthday (her calendar is filled), anniversary, or special event...I don't think I have ever heard her say she wanted anything...ever put herself first...ever complained. I guess that would explain why when she received her diagnosis she basically wanted to quickly divert the attention OFF of her!