Remembering Omi
Szervusztok!
I Am Omi
Hello,
I am Irma, but you can call me Omi. That name sounds German, I know. It is not. I am Hungarian and the name came from my granddaughter. It was probably given to her, too, to call me by her mom, my oldest daughter. But it is here now, and at 86 years old, I am not going to change it.
I like it.
Today is my first day back from a brief hospital stay. I had problems staying awake Saturday morning. Next thing I know some nice young people in blue clothes brought their stuff into my bathroom. They were very calm, but my younger daughter, the one who takes care of me, was in a panic. So was her husband. They are very good to me.
I was okay, but the young people wanted me to go with them in their ambulance. It was fine. Broke up my day a little. But by Sunday night I was ready to come home.
In my next talk with you nice people I will tell you what they did to make me better. It might surprise you. Thanks for reading.
Köszönöm Szépen
Sunday, April 29, 2012
A Music and Photographic Tribute
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Breathe
It is getting dark. I have been 87 years dealing with the pain; the pain of desertion, disillusionment and dishonesty. Life has had plenty of joy and love and more, but in the end the pain was always there.
Now the pain is nearly gone. I dream and in dreams all is good. My daughters are always with me. My granddaughter is here, too. Good family like my father and mother are stroking my head. Monika has made these days as pain free as anyone could ask.
Now my joy is in the next breath. We all know that even that will stop. I don't know what's next, but if possible, I'll save you a nice place at the table.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Pain is Relative
Last week I took a turn for the worse. Nothing was working right. I had problems on both ends and plenty in between. Hudson EMT's had to come out again and it was off to Summa Western Reserve for another stay. The one fellow, Jack, called me OMI. I liked that, he's a nice boy.
Turns out I have three small fractures in my spine. If that makes you squirm a little, imagine how I felt! My daughter, Monika had kept me away from pain killers stronger than Tylenol. But that all changed this time. I couldn't stop screaming for a while there until I started taking something stronger. It's better now, but I can't stay awake for very long.
Now I'm in a beautiful place called Grand Village Retirement Center. It's very nice, smells nice. I'm only here for a short time for rehab. I don't know how long just yet. But when I go home things will be little different. Monika and Chuck will get some help because I can't do much with a broken back. Here's a little video Chuck took out in one of the common areas of Grand Village.
Köszönöm Szépen
Turns out I have three small fractures in my spine. If that makes you squirm a little, imagine how I felt! My daughter, Monika had kept me away from pain killers stronger than Tylenol. But that all changed this time. I couldn't stop screaming for a while there until I started taking something stronger. It's better now, but I can't stay awake for very long.
Now I'm in a beautiful place called Grand Village Retirement Center. It's very nice, smells nice. I'm only here for a short time for rehab. I don't know how long just yet. But when I go home things will be little different. Monika and Chuck will get some help because I can't do much with a broken back. Here's a little video Chuck took out in one of the common areas of Grand Village.
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