A couple of difficult but unavoidable decisions forced upon us today. Jane has been remarkably determined to remain active and live as normally as possible, at least in the confines of our home. This morning it took around 4 hours to get her downstairs and ready for breakfast. Unless we see a miracle there’s no way she’s going back upstairs. Unfortunately that causes major problems for Jane’s mum. She’s 96 and quite dependent upon our support herself so she’s been living in our front room as a bedsit for around 14 years now. Jane’s sister has stepped into the gap and offered her own front room to look after her and we are so very grateful. It’s a bit sad because her whole world is based around living with us as she is taken out several times a week to various church meetings and to friends who live nearby… Jane's sister lives a 30 minute car journey away. So Jane’s mum has quite suddenly been ousted from her home and although our children were wonderful in moving things around at a moment’s notice it’s still a pretty horrible change forced upon us all.
And now we’ve had to start using the wheelchair indoors which is a bit of a downer. At least we already have a ground floor disabled person shower room so we’re all geared up to make life relatively easy. But whatever we do it’s not at all easy for Jane. Our next challenge is a visit to hospital Monday afternoon. I’ve forgotten what good news feels like.
Matthew 9:35 ‘Jesus travelled through all the towns and villages of that area, teaching in the synagogues and announcing the Good News about the Kingdom. And he healed every kind of disease and illness.’ (NLT)
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