Yesterday my mom turned 70. She is healthy for the most part. Happy and fully of life. She still mothers all of us, and loves to be a grandmother. She's a bit more unbalanced on her feet, losing muscle tone and looser skin - but her heart is like the universe, always expanding.
She spent her birthday in the hospital with my dad. My father had hernia surgery and a prostate clean-up a couple of weeks ago, and it seems blood clotting blocked him up. He went into the ER with bloody urine in pain, pain that he described moved beyond a ten, where morphine only brought it down to a ten. He's had kidney stones - and he says it was worse.
My father doesn't complain much, and usually vastly understates pain or fear or any emotion really.
I wondered if it was like having a baby.
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