For Bil, my autistic brother in law, his mother, and us, it has not been the best 10 days.
My mother in law, Bil's mother, fell and hit her side and then her head. Bil pulled the emergency cord in her apartment for her, but she wouldn't let the paramedics take her to the ER. She didn't want Bil left alone because thunderstorms were threatening.
We ended up taking her, and Bil was so bored because he could not control the TV in the waiting room. And, finally, he decided he wanted to be home after all.
A CT scan of mil's head was negative. A stroke of luck. It could have been so much worse.
When they asked my mother in law if she had hurt anything else, she said only "I am old. I hurt everywhere." It turns out, after a second trip to the ER after she couldn't stand the pain any more, that she had broken her tailbone. There was nothing to be done, only pain management.
But our mother in law has two other sons besides Bil, and both are very much in her life. Another stroke of luck.
The next day was the Fourth of July, and Bil wanted to be at our house, where we were entertaining several other family members. The plan was to have a BBQ and bring the leftovers (we made sure there were plenty of leftovers) to my mother in law's house.
When we took Bil home, Bil's first words to his mother were "have you eaten?"
Many people believe autistic people don't care about others in their lives. They are wrong. We are lucky in another aspect - Bil is verbal, and is a great help to his mother. How lucky.
But this is only a small part of the story. There's a lot more, but I will blog about it more next week.
Wish us luck.
Linking with Sanch Vee and #FridayReflections. Today's prompt: Lucky.