IT JUST GETS HARDER EVERY TIME

Posted on December 31, 2010 by Judy

6:00 a.m., December 31st – Friday morning

I am leaving in a moment.

I was looking forward to playing tennis once the weather let up. It had been two weeks since I’d played and I was invited to play mixed doubles. Hitting at men players definitely allowed me to swing harder!

But it wasn’t meant to be.

Yesterday, I received a call in the afternoon. My mother attempted to walk unassisted and fell.

Initially, I was told she had some bad scrapes and a black eye. However, due to the fact that she hit her head, she was taken to the hospital to be checked.

I talked to her on the phone and she said, “Honey, I feel okay! I am fine – really. I don’t even feel any pain!”

That was reassuring.

However, being in the emergency room last night – well, I’m not even going to write about it.

The last day of 2010 has started to feel like it did in 2009.

Today decisions need to be made. It looks like my mother has a broken hip. Last night, I was told without surgery, life expectancy is usually only about six months. However, I can’t even imagine my mother tolerating a further surgery.

I’m leaving now. I can do this. I just wish I could hit something right now.

2:00 p.m., December 31st – Friday afternoon

On Dec 31, 2010, Steve wrote:

Have you talked to Sam about your Mom’s condition and gotten his advice?

Regards, Steve

I just got off the phone with him. It’s such a horrible situation.

I really don’t know what to do.

Without surgery, they expect her to die rather quickly – perhaps within a week. I was told that most patients don’t live six months with a broken hip.

However, her caregiver knows of three people at her facility. They walk with walkers and didn’t have surgery when they broke their hip – so that doesn’t jive.

The surgeon was in a big rush – and told me I had half an hour to decide. She didn’t get clearance anyway due to her heart. However, if I gave the go ahead, a cardiologist would step in to be more quickly involved.

My gut feeling after talking with my mom is that she doesn’t want to go through it. She’s tired of fighting and the dementia has ruined her quality of life. She made me cry when she said, “I don’t want to be a burden to you!”

She also said, “I’ve been sick a lot and I’m tired. I know you’ll be okay and do what is best for me.”

Steve, I don’t think she’d survive the surgery and rehab – that’s my gut feeling. It’s kind of like chemo on a terminal cancer patient. Should we make her suffer to extend her life? That is the question.

The worst part is that because of the holiday, no one is available to do the surgery now anyway until Monday – even if I changed my mind, it would have to wait. That makes it even more risky.

My father is adamantly against her having surgery. I spoke with my cousin whose a doctor, Joseph, and he agreed with my concerns – that was helpful for me to make my decision initially.

So here’s what Sam and I spoke about. And by the way, I am so fortunate to have such a new and caring friend in my life. He listened to all my concerns and knew where it was coming from; based on my horrible, hospital experiences. He said, “Judy, you’re not a medical professional and you should follow what the doctors say because they know the risks. I have never seen a patient survive without hip surgery for a fracture. Your mom is a “like a child” and doesn’t know any better. She definitely could have more quality years left and it’s worth the risk of the surgery.”

I’m willing to reconsider – if given more information. There’s so much to absorb and not enough time!

I’m leaving to go back to the hospital now. I plan to find out more about whether the pacemaker can still be done. I think I need to speak with a cardiologist anyway about the current condition of her heart.

But here’s a moment to remember:

I put my iPod on her while she was in a lot of pain. She was squirming and moaning, but suddenly she stopped. She became peaceful and smiled while listening to my songs. She might have even heard the song I wrote for her, Memory of Love.

I wanted to tell her about it, but decided to let her just listen. It would be too sad. The fact that she was comforted by my music gave me such joy.

I couldn’t hear the music, but I could feel it by watching her.

Judy

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LAUGHTER AND TEARS – PART 1

Posted on December 24, 2010 by Judy

My music is a form of expression that is not about creating a “hit” or even a more contemporary song. I believe that all of my songs are a musical about my life. I do want them to be relatable, but my purpose is to express emotion with lyrics and music that connect to my soul.

I have been slowly allowing another song to emerge from the “musical seeds” composed during my youth.

I decided something could develop from a haunting, chord progression I composed when I was eighteen. The melody was far too high, but when I transposed the chords – I could see the song would work.

The name of the song was “Laughter and Tears.” There were three verses and I only the remembered the melody for the first line of each verse. This song had a lot of melancholy. I wrote it when I was struggling to resolve problems with my close friend, Cheryl.

Once again, this was another song that had a repetitive theme of mine. Whenever I felt sad, I would go back to remembering “better times;” I would “dwell in a memory.”

This song needed a lot of work. Since the chords invoked the emotive quality of the struggles in a relationship, I decided my song could address the challenges I’ve faced in my marriage.

I liked the title and the concept of laughter and tears. That is universal to any relationship. I wrote new lyrics, but kept a few lines. The first verse spoke to the laughter in the beginning of my relationship, when I fell in love.

The second verse spoke to the tears resulting from the sadness my husband and I faced when our son died. I have written before that it is often a myth that grief brings couples closer.

It is much more common for an abyss to be created through the pain and isolation brought on by the grief.

I wrote lyrics for a short “bridge” to add that explanation to my song.

I created an ending that was definitely more upbeat for my song than when it was originally written.

When the song’s new, last line came to me, it made my song much more meaningful.

It felt like a revelation. My last line truly was about the most important thing of all. We have done more than simply “survived” the death of our child.

To still feel love, despite so much heartache, is a beautiful thing.

LAUGHTER AND TEARS

Copyright 2010 by Judy Unger

I still remember

the laughter we shared

in the beginning, we danced and we played

back then, we had so many highs and they’d been

from the music we felt within


sadness is lonely, it tore us apart

numbness and pain left no room in my heart


I still remember the tears we once shared

We both cried for our suffering

and you didn’t know about the irony

those tears stole you from me

–

Sadness is lonely, it tore us apart

Losing the laughter is what broke my heart

I still remember the laughter and tears

in the beginning it was laughter, then tears

and over time I’ve come to see

how grateful I can be

to realize you still love me

Below are my original lyrics written for a friendship that I was struggling with. It was interesting for me that I had a lyric line stating that I had “never known empathy.” That meant I felt “understood” by my friend, Cheryl, when she was crying over my sadness (which was probably something very immature at that time – a boyfriend breakup, perhaps?)

However, that reminds me of our closeness and how much I still miss her since she died two years ago.

LAUGHTER AND TEARS

original lyrics from 1979

Do you remember the first laughter we shared?

It was that time when you first learned to harmonize

but since then we’ve had so many highs and they’ve been

from the music we felt within

 

Do you remember the first tears we shared?

Here you were crying for my own suffering,

but you should know such a thing as empathy

was a word never known to me

 

Do you remember all the laughter and tears?

In the beginning it was laughter and tears

and when there are moments

where beyond our fears we cannot see

I like to dwell in a memory

I like to dwell in a memory

A picture of Cheryl from when she visited me ten years ago.

Since my song speaks to how sadness creates isolation in a relationship, this would be an opportunity for me to share some correspondence on this subject with other bereaved parents.

I have shared a comment before from another bereaved mom from a grief forum I participate in. Her name is Shasta.

Shasta writes with a lot of wisdom. I shared with her my post entitled, “What is Helpful” (to comfort someone grieving) and she shared an excellent idea for me to add. I plan to do more writing about that topic soon.

On Dec. 20, Shasta wrote:

Judy,

You always make me feel good. You already have my permission to share anything I say that you feel will be helpful. I know that you do so in a caring and sensitive manner.

If we could express to the world that small and simple things like:

How going to Costco and buying a huge case of paper plates and giving them to the grieving family can make the largest difference.

It seems impersonal, so it’s hard to take offense, but it sends a message that says, “When life is too hard, just forget things like washing dishes.” It says I know even dishes can be “overwhelming” at times like these.

It’s these thoughtful kind things that will be remembered most when a grieving person remembers the kindness that was done.

With Love, Shasta

Shasta also wrote this:

Thank you all and to all the moms that have lost their children recently, those who lost their children in utero or children that weren’t theirs from blood. The pain is the same. You still lost a child.”

This led to an exchange, which highlights the abyss that grief creates in relationships.

On Dec 20, 2010, Larry wrote:

DON’T FORGET THE FATHERS ALSO!

On Dec. 20, 2010, Judy wrote:

Yes, Larry! Even though I write a lot from a mother’s perspective, I always try to mention how hard it is for fathers, too. My husband doesn’t like to cry or express his grief, but it affected him greatly.

I think the differences between how men and women grieve creates so much isolation during bereavement. Understanding the differences was very helpful for me and enabled my husband and I to stay together.

Unfortunately, grief is very lonely!

Losing a child amputates the soul of both parents!

Judy

On Dec 20, 2010, Larry wrote:

I am also lonely in my grief, But it is the opposite with me, I am able to display
 my grief but my wife holds it in.

Maybe it is because she has gone through 
it before.
 Before I met her, she had a 4-year-old son who died. I work my
 grief though things I do. I’m greatly involved with my organization called “Donate Life.”


http://www.donatelifecalifornia.org/Alexander%20Anderson%20Lavery

On Dec. 20, 2010, Judy wrote:

Thank you, Larry, I have often written about how men and women 
grieve differently.

Your words had me realize it would be far better to say that 
all people grieve differently! 



I haven’t met many men that are expressive and perhaps that does 
make it even lonelier for you!

 I’m so, so sorry to hear your wife has lost more than one child!

That is 
heartbreaking! And by the way, I am in total agreement about how 
helping others can alleviate some of the pain of grief! 



Judy

(I went to his link and made a donation following this)

On Dec 20, 2010, Shasta wrote:

I am sorry Larry for your loss, for the pain that you feel and for the loneliness of it as well. I’m sorry that society also assumes that the man doesn’t/won’t feel the pain. I’m sorry that my quote had you feel left out. I truly didn’t notice that it said that before reposting, and for that I am sorry.

I wish that this kind of pain didn’t exist in the world. I wish there was some way to make it go away without taking away the lives of those we love.

Unfortunately, I know that this is the price we pay for love.

Shasta

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I REMEMBER YOU STILL LOVE ME

Posted on December 23, 2010 by Judy

My father and I a few days ago.

My mom looked great that night!

This Thanksgiving holiday allowed for me to truly celebrate how thankful I am for all that has happened to me this past year.

I am honest, and share that I am struggling again with weight issues like many, middle-aged women do. I hoped my pounds would continue to “melt away,” but that hasn’t happened. With the holidays, I realize that I have to rediscover my ability to fill myself up with something besides food. It has been stressful for me to gain back some of the weight I have lost.

That also indicates to me that perhaps I am not coping as well as I could with some of the stressors in my life. I love my motto “every day is a new day!” So today I will try to get back on track – it is not helpful ever, for me to beat myself up for food infractions.

Last night, the door to my studio opened and Rosa came in. Her face was wet with tears. She hugged me.

I was a little baffled at first. I wondered why she was crying. Then she choked out words about how much she appreciated me. I was glad to hear that, since her moodiness was something I’ve often grappled with. Most of the time, she was fairly grouchy and I was always careful not to upset her.

She has worked for me for over twenty years – so she’s not just an employee. For certain, she is part of my family! She started crying again. I hugged her. What was she possibly going to tell me?

“I had no idea about your parents until I saw you with them on Thursday! Oh my god – you were so wonderful the way you took care of them! When I saw what you are dealing with – I was overwhelmed. Your children have no idea what you go through. And you never complain or anything – you just smile and are so happy!”

I knew now what she was referring to. My parents have deteriorated a lot since she last saw them.

I remembered the moment on Thursday night when I barely got my mother into my car after our dinner at my brother’s house. Her coat was bothering her sore shoulder (I had put it on incorrectly). As I pushed her wheelchair to my car, my mother was crying, “Take off my jacket!”

I told her it was freezing, and I would in a moment. I felt horrible when I reached my car and she was moaning in pain. It was then I realized I had put her jacket on incorrectly. She was too weak to get into my car. I lifted her. Her pants were wet, and it was another lesson for me. In the future, I’ll need to bring additional, adult diapers whenever I travel with her (as well as a change of clothes).

I felt a lot of anguish about her sore shoulder – but let go of it. Her happiness about the entire evening carried me through. My mother might have dementia, but her love for me was so tangible. She relished every minute with me, as did my father.

I was so impressed with how my mom carried herself through circumstances that have made it difficult for her to maintain her dignity.

So now I knew why Rosa was crying.

Rosa always knew how close I was to my mom. Many times Rosa would say to me, “I’m really worried for you, Judy. When you lose your mom, I don’t know what will happen to you. You are so close with her!”

My life is not really less complicated or less stressful than it was before. However, with joy and humor – I am truly happy and willing to deal with life.

That is the difference for me between my former “zombie-like” existence and my recent “transformation.”

I just don’t want to gain any more weight!

–

From the very beginning, my blog has been therapy and I’ve shared my transformation through healing.

Below are lesson clips, which share my passion for music and songwriting. My voice teacher, Peaches Chrenko, has been inspirational for me.

Voice Lesson with Peaches #1 – 12-20-10

Voice Lesson with Peaches #2 – 12-20-10

Voice Lesson with Peaches #3 – 12-20-10

Because I am honest, I’ve allowed myself to share things I might normally be embarrassed about such as: wanting to be left alone! My family desperately wants me to be the way I used to be – that involved fixing them meals and snacks all the time. I have gotten away from that!

Of course, I’m still trying to find a balance and hope to go hiking soon.

The most important thing I’d like to convey, is that I certainly wake up every morning with a sense of joy and purpose.

When describing my bereavement I wrote, “Time was my enemy.”

That was true. Every moment was excruciating and endless while I was hurting.

Currently, time has become my friend.

Every second is precious for me and life is a gift.

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