We hit a little bump in the road this week. Mom had a little crisis yesterday. She was not acting right all day. By the time I got home from work she was worse. I contacted her doctor and explained what was happening. He advised me to call an ambulance right away as he suspected she was septic. He was correct. I'm so thankful I called him or things might have turned out differently. She will be in the hospital for a few days but is responding to treatment tonight.
But last night was pretty scary. The paramedics were throwing around words like thready and tachycardia, which I didn't really understand what it meant but I've heard it on Greys Anatomy and it's never good. After we arrived at the emergency room and the team was finished swarming over her with needles, IV's, monitors etc there was nothing to do but sit and wait.
Staring at the monitors, watching the numbers change and occasionally panicking when alarms went off for hours soon got tiring so I began to look around the trauma room. And that's when I saw it......that's when it got scary again.....
THIS was behind me the entire time
You can call it "elf on the shelf" if you want but it's really nothing but a tiny wannabe Christmas clown! Eeeeeeee. Yes it creeped me out but as I turned my attention back to Mom I soon forgot about it.
Just before 11pm Mom was stable and I was exhausted so I got ready to leave for the night. After I put my coat on and turned around I saw THIS
WHERE DID HE GO??? Seriously, I didn't notice any nurse go by that area of the room. But he was gone! Creepy........I think so. (See where my mind goes when I'm stressed and over-tired?)
I just got back from the hospital and Mom is resting comfortably and has a nice new bag of antibiotics flowing through her. It's been a long 2 days.