I've now been here in Sydney for just over a week... in some ways it feels like I only arrived yesterday, but in other ways it seems like an eternity: three radiotherapy treatments, consultations with three different doctors (including a palliative care specialist), three visits from the nurse, and three (or is it four?) changes to Mum's pain medication regimen.
There have also been numerous phone calls (which Mum usually lets me field for her), lots of visitors, including some who have travelled significant distances- from Jindabyne, Dubbo, Melbourne and Myrtleford (and the couple from Myrtleford brought up a box of my gear with them that I couldn't bring on the plane, so now I can sleep with my own pillows and doona... bliss :-). And next week one of my former theological college professors is flying up from Melbourne for the day to visit Mum and me.
At the moment it seems that most of my Facebook updates revolve around Mum's pain, how many Endone tablets she's had today, and what I've managed to tempt her to eat (as her appetite is pretty poor). I continue to be amazed that my many Facebook friends remain so enthusiastically supportive, and haven't filtered me out of their feed, as I'm sure my current prattle about pain, medications and food must be dreadfully tedious.
I go to bed at night, and even though I am usually so bone weary, it takes me hours to finally get to sleep, as my mind just keeps buzzing and spinning and I find it hard to settle. Tonight I think I will turn to the Jesuits for help- by using my Sacred Space prayer book as a meditative prayer time as I go to bed, which hopefully will clear my mind of unhelpful busyness.
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