I see a turtle

I'm sure most of us have been to an arcade or amusement park and seen the game where a little animal pops its head up and then you have the pleasure of wacking it with a club like apparatus and then the head pops up elsewhere and you get a minute's worth of.. whap, whap, whap!  That's what life with Mom has been like for the past week and a half.  One problem will rear its ugly head and we happily whap it and then the next problem pops up and WHAP! I'll spare you the gory details but suffice it to say that after much wacking and whaping that Mom's body is starting to function normally.  When we first arrived Mom was slouched over in a wheelchair looking quite pathetic and white as a ghost.  She was extremely hyper sensitive touch, sound and smell. When touched she jumped in extreme pain from even a small hug.  She would smell every  smell that the natural nose could not smell and it would make her nauseous.  The  sound of the shower dripping sounded like a freight train to her. Ever so gradually Mom is gaining her strength back and this hyper sensitivity is lessening.  Tuesday night Mom was convinced to go the warm mineral pool, which is very relaxing.  She loved it!  After months of strained movement and pain she was able to move her body nearly effortlessly.  It was a starry night with a cloud passing by here or there.  Mom and I floated on our backs looking at the sky and she said "Look at that cloud Chelle, I see a turtle".  Sure enough it did look like a turtle.  The moment reminded me of childhood in Weedsport, NY with Mom, my brother and sister laying in the backyard looking at the sky.  Our childhoods were a magical time of Mom racing around the house with us, taking us birdwatching, bike riding and going to Owasco lake.  This moment was just as pure and wonderful.  Mom was pain free and feeling better.  What a blessing.  Keep praying!