When I went to visit lil sis yesterday I brought mom and dad with me. And I left them there at lil sis’s house. They are staying for two whole nights. The first night didn’t count because I didn’t arrive home from lil sis’s until after 8 and I hadn’t seen the kids all day and I was kind of exhausted and yet still all buzzed and jazzed up on the bucks double expresso with cream shot that I consumed in order to stay awake home on the endless ride home.
So last night completely didn’t count towards me getting a break. But tonight was so going to count. I was going to create the perfect in home break atmosphere tonight. Tonight I was going to enjoy the quietude of no deaf senior citizens planted in front of my den TV. I was going to have an all family harmony evening filled with love and cooperation and brotherhood and motherhood and I was going to go to bed refreshed and happy. Until my cell phone rang at 6:50 this evening and the NEW nurse at the OFH tells me that the ambulance crew has just loaded grandma into the bus and are on their way to the hospital. The NEW nurse tells me that grandma was short of breath and complaining of pain radiating down her left arm and a sharp pain in her back.
I get to the hospital and the first thing grandma, who is sitting up in the bed looking as fine as can be, says is that she has no idea why they brought her to the hospital. As far as I can tell from piecing together the fragments that slowly reveal themselves in grandma’s tale, grandma couldn’t find the key to her apartment, had her usual anxiety attack and the nurse freaked and called 911. I don’t think there was ever any radiating pain or pain in her back. I think the nurse was covering for herself there. And so goes another evening that I didn’t get to spend basking in the love that is my nuclear family, but instead in the ER hoping that the sniffling, wheezing, and coughing doctor who was assigned to my grandmother was not contagious
Hope all is better soon!
Posted by: wordgirl | October 25, 2007 at 01:35 PM