Finally at the right hospital, Mom drives up and I jump in to park her car. Once I'm in the ER area I ask about "that lady that just came running in to see her Mom" and they told me she was in the back, but I would have to wait.
It wasn't too long when my Mom came out to the waiting area, in tears....the look on her face almost took my breath. For a second I thought she was going to say the worst.....I jumped to my feet and Mom said "I just had to give authorization for them to administer the clot busting drug....I hope I've made the right decision!" My brother tried to reassure her and she told me that I could go in the back. My baby brother and his girlfriend were back there....my poor Nanny.
Mom came back and the Dr's were there, explaining that the drug needed to be administered and we were within the window for it to work, plus he said "you need to give her a chance". They explained that it had obviously affected her left side and that we should talk to her and encourage her to talk to us.
Nanny did talk to me, we told her she was in the hospital being taken care of, she squeezed my hand. She also was wiggling her feet....and then I remembered, she didn't like her feet covered up so I removed the sheet!!!!
We were all so glad that God put my Mom and Miss T in the right place at the right time to get her help.
Within a few hours, she was at a point where they could move her to the bigger hospital. It would seem that the meds were working. They put a feeding tube in through her nose...needed to help get her the nutrition and strength she would need to fight this. She didn't seem to be able to swallow.
The next morning, she wasn't much better. The clot buster wasn't doing the job they had hoped for. I just cried...cried at the thought of losing her so quick. I had to get to the hospital, but I didn't want her to see me cry. The nurse said she is a sweet lady and I said "yes she is"....Nanny piped in with a "Thank Y'all" LOL loved it...no tears, just happy to be with her!! I told her I loved her and she said she loved me too!
I changed my facebook picture to one of Nanny and my Mom....lots of people only know them by those names and now they could put a face to the names of the 2 very strong ladies in my life. Prayers were needed for us all.....for our strength and wisdom AND for Nanny's recovery be that on earth or in Heaven.
In the meantime, Hubby is totally aggravating....he seems "off", yes more "off" than normal. He seems to be slipping, memory wise and just not with it. I think he is really losing it. And it is sooooooo annoying to deal with - because I say "I'm going to....." and he forgets that I mentioned it.
You may say it's a guy thing, man-isms, but no....I think it is possibly brain related - maybe from the alcohol and drug abuse - maybe from the Hep C and Cirrhosis. All I can do is shake my head, that a near 60 year old man is so...out of it. I don't have time to deal with his silliness. I have a MOM that needs me; I have a daughter that needs me - he IS a grown man, right? Maybe? A little?
Sunday August 7 - my Uncle's birthday
Nanny had a lot of visitors today and she even named them. It seems she's getting better every day! She looked at Hubby and said "I just thank you and Sharon for breaking into my house"..........hmmmm. Oh, yeah, it was the first time she'd seen him since that happened. Miss T went with us and she was telling Nanny that she starts driver's education next week and would soon be taking over the "Driving Miss Daisy" duties of the family. We didn't stay long - she was probably very tired from all those visitors!
She failed the swallow test when they came to do it....said she wouldn't stay awake long enough.
Monday all she seemed to want to do was sleep. We are told that is one of the affects of a stroke. I wonder if she is so tired and just wants to go. I've prayed for her healing, whether that be here on this earth or in God's Heaven....it's all in His hands anyway.
We are all confused by her behavior. Good today; tired tomorrow; moving feet but not left arm/hand. Talking, making sense; now sleep.
Tuesday wasn't much better, but on Wednesday Nanny was chattering with me, squeezing my hand. She still wouldn't/couldn't pass the swallow test. The attending physician was pushing my Mom to make decisions - life and death ones and we just couldn't fathom that because we were seeing what we thought was improvements.
I was ready to kick butt and take names with that Doctor. Who was SHE to try and tell MY MOM that there was NO HOPE????? We see what we think is progress and she is ready to kick Nanny to the curb??
She told Mom she would give her 24 hours to decide where to take Nanny....to a nursing facility to just lay around, tube fed or Hospice.
My facebook post of August 12:
Today we are telling Jesus to take over.
She is moved to a local Hospice care facility on Saturday morning. Mom didn't want to ask me to go with her. But I had been there 11 years ago when Nanny took Papa. I knew it wouldn't be an easy intake for my Mom to do alone. So I showed up anyway.
.......to be continued.