chasmckibben

OK. I promise to do a better job of this blogging thing. I just never seem to get around to it. So, I promise weekly entries. If anyone is checking this, I ask you to hold me accountable to that promise.

You may be expecting me to review my just-completed visit now. That will have to wait. I arrived home Friday at one a.m. By nine a.m. I was on my way to admit my mother to the hospital. The doctors have determined that she is fighting two infections and she is receiving hospital strength antibiotics. One of the side effects of infections in the elderly is confusion. Last Saturday she told the nurse that she hoped to get better in time for a scheduled visit with her other son who lives in Dallas, Italy. I do have a brother living in Texas, but I have no idea where that Italy part came from. I love old people. They are just like children, except easier to catch when they try to run away.

For now, let me say that the trip was both heart-breaking and encouraging. The need seems to grow with each visit. But, the determination and dedication of the staff is growing even more. The other guys on this trip- Phil and Cody- did a good job of documenting the trip at www.ukraine2009.com. You might want to check that out.

Don't grow weary,
Charles