Its been quite a week. The wild-eyed craziness started Monday. Mondays are my long days at work - arriving just after 8am and not getting home until a few minutes to 9pm after a Council meeting. I barely got changed into some comfy clothes and settled on the sofa when the phone started ringing.
Here we go...................... It is Margaret's brother from Alberta. (Margaret is a friend of my Mom's with no family nearby, so we look out for her) He says he just called her on the phone and something is terribly wrong. So I head out at 9:30pm with my emergency key to check it out. Things were not good. I was alone and she is not a small woman, but I managed to dress her and get her into the car. No easy feat, I might add. Confused, fever, trouble breathing and responding to commands. Oh my nerves! It was 1am before I left the hospital and they admitted her. Her son is a few hours away and was on the road.
The drama continued the next few days - cardiac arrest at 3am Wednesday, temp. pacemaker by 3:30am and permanent pacemaker implanted Friday. Whew! I checked on her this afternoon and some crazy doctor (who looked about 18 years old) was talking about releasing her! WELL, I went all crazy eyed and psycho on the little twit. Geez, this woman is 78 years old, lives alone in a 2 story house, is still on a catheter, still spiking a fever at least once a day, and her heart stopped 3 days ago........ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME ???
By the time I left there was no talk of release for the time being but I'm sure I could have blown up the blood pressure machine if they had hooked me up.
There is one tiny bit if humour in this. When I got Marg to the hospital Mon. night I looked down as I was trying to get her in the wheelchair and I had dressed her with one shoe and one slipper - BOTH LEFT FEET. OMG........