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What's in a name?

12/4/2018

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My mother forgot my name today. And no, not in the way I forget my children's names sometimes, by listing all three dogs first, and then both children's names in birth order.
Let me backtrack. In early October this year, my mother suffered strokes on both sides of her brain. She lost her ability to speak, to breathe on her own, to swallow, to walk and to do the things most of us take for granted every single day. Heck, she almost lost her life in the first few weeks of being in the hospital. Several times, in fact. 
Through it all, any time that she was even vaguely cognizant, all she said was "let's go", in our native tongue. All she wanted was to go home, and feel comfort in the familiar. More than a month in the Intensive Care Unit later, she was able to come home, much against her doctor's advise. Her recovery since then has been nothing short of miraculous.
Now that she is able to speak again, she talks without pause, and demands a 24 hour audience. My controlled, proud mother to whom appearances were everything appears to have left some of her inhibitions in the hospital, and now gleefully berates anyone she feels like. Shouts when she wants to. Melts into a puddle of smiles and love when she sees and talks about her grandchildren and some members of the family. And she forgets names.
On a video call with me this morning, recognition sparked when she saw my face, but she could not summon my name to her lips. Instead, I was called the word for spinach in Punjabi, which apparently has been her go-to word when she can't remember names. No matter. I will gladly be called any kind of vegetable if it means I still get to see love in her old eyes, which so mirror my own. 
Turns out emotions need no names anyway, just so long as they can be felt.
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Mimi Majors
12/4/2018 09:11:09 pm

Absolutely beautiful! ❤️

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Preeti
12/6/2018 07:56:59 am

Thank you, Mimi :)

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Marlene L.
12/10/2018 05:30:19 pm

In doing Christmas cards, I recalled that I hadn't checked your blog for sometime. You have a delightful way of telling a story and fun for me to know your connection through my niece. May you and yours have the best of times at Christmas and always. Sent with love.

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