Yesterday pushed my limits. Emotionally and physically. I was almost half way thru a 10 hour day, after two days a sick kiddo. I was thrilled that she was home with her dad today but desperately wanted to be home to cuddle her as well.
Not too long before noon I got my first of a hand full of calls. My dad had been admitted to the hospital for chest pains and they were keeping him to a heart cath in the morning (today). To likely put a stint or two in to fix/help/repair some blockage. So being the Daddy's girl I am...I was worried. Then I got the call that my sister in law was FINALLY in labor. :-) She's been teasing us for weeks. Then I got the call that my husband discovered termites and we'd be having an exterminator come out that night to handle it. $$$$
When I got off work I had to drive the hour + north to see my dad and my nephew. Plus, I couldn't even handle hearing what the extermination was going to cost . But my baby had been home all day feeling just crappy and I wanted to snuggle with her. I'm lucky because her daddy take excellent care of her when she isn't feeling great. She had to be with her daddy for the evening and I needed to be with mine.
So after 10 hours at work, I got in the car and headed to see my family members. Of course they are at two different hospitals. Add my grandma in the mix, although I didn't get to see her last night. I have three family member in three different hospitals in one city. Of course, not the city I live in.
I loved getting to see my new nephew. He is of course a picture of perfection. My brother now has a son. He is the father of two girls of his own and two step daughters. So he was quite outnumbered and baby James will help bring a bit more "man stuff" into the house.
I was/am worried about my dad. I could see he was in pain. I hate that. Today he did have two stints put in and officially diagnosed with coronary heart disease. I'm thankful it was all discovered and fixed before he had a heart attack. Now he must just get serious about a lifestyle change and really stopping smoking. :-/. I try to tell him smoking just isn't "cool" anymore.
I got home after 11pm last night and it was about midnight before I was asleep. The hubby was kind enough to let me crash for a few hours before work alone in the guest room and he tended to the kiddo. She had a rough night and we decided she needed to stay home today and see the Dr. Hubby was able to take off work to do that. Little girl has another ear infection as a result of a yucky cold. :-/ But she is on the road to recovery.
I am thankful to go home tonight and snuggle with my baby and my hubby and rest. Tomorrow is my day off and I can't wait! We only have one appointment in the ate afternoon and I think afterward it will be treated with some ice cream. Baby girl and I need a date and a little comfort food.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Remarkable
My grandmother is nothing short of remarkable. She is absolutely amazing.
On Friday night they transferred her out of Hospice to the hospital so she could be evaluated and medically assessed for a rehab facility. Transferred out of Hospice...that rarely happens. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but anyone who saw her on Tuesday (day of stroke) would have agreed that Hospice was the only choice, medically speaking and seeing her physically in a coma.
Well quickly she's made huge improvements. By Thursday she was eating on her own, sitting up in a chair, standing for short periods of time to be helped to the restroom. And every day getting more and more movement in her left arm. Within one week (today) they will be putting her in a in-patient rehab facility to formally being her recovery to return home.
Her CT scan came back with reduced bleeding, reduced swelling and significant changes over a few days with no medical intervention. It's not her time. This stroke is not going to be the reason she passes. She will, she's 85! But not because of this, she's not ready. She has a summer of great-grand babies being born that she has to hold and one great-great. It's not quite her time.
This is nothing short of a miracle. The survivor of 3 strokes. The woman is just amazing. I'm so blessed to be her grand-daughter. What an inspiration. The power of prayer, the handy work of God.
On Friday night they transferred her out of Hospice to the hospital so she could be evaluated and medically assessed for a rehab facility. Transferred out of Hospice...that rarely happens. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but anyone who saw her on Tuesday (day of stroke) would have agreed that Hospice was the only choice, medically speaking and seeing her physically in a coma.
Well quickly she's made huge improvements. By Thursday she was eating on her own, sitting up in a chair, standing for short periods of time to be helped to the restroom. And every day getting more and more movement in her left arm. Within one week (today) they will be putting her in a in-patient rehab facility to formally being her recovery to return home.
Her CT scan came back with reduced bleeding, reduced swelling and significant changes over a few days with no medical intervention. It's not her time. This stroke is not going to be the reason she passes. She will, she's 85! But not because of this, she's not ready. She has a summer of great-grand babies being born that she has to hold and one great-great. It's not quite her time.
This is nothing short of a miracle. The survivor of 3 strokes. The woman is just amazing. I'm so blessed to be her grand-daughter. What an inspiration. The power of prayer, the handy work of God.
Friday, April 6, 2012
What a week...
This week started out completely out of the norm because the hubby was going to be working out of town. So already I was a bit stressed, solo parenting and working full time. We are a team and everything is better when we can work together. That being said, I knew I could handle it- I would have to let some things go- but we'd be fine :-)
I'm happy to report that we survived. Exhausted. But Presley and I survived without Daddy. She yelled for him every day and looked for him. We were extra blessed because he came home a day early! That's right, he got home last night not too long for Presley had to go to bed. I was so grateful for him to be home last night! He was able to drop baby girl off to school this AM, so I could get in early and get off early- because we have a big change in plans for the weekend.
In addition to being solo this week something terribly sad happened. Tuesday morning I got a call that my Grandma had another stroke (#3) and wasn't doing very good and we would be transferring her to Hospice. heart.break.
I'm blessed. I'm almost 29 (gasp) and I have grown up with 3 of 4 grandparents. Seriously, that is amazing. They are a huge part of my heart, and a big part of who I am today. All 3 are in their mid 80s, and I'm prepared mentally that they won't live forever. (even if I want them to) But, the reality of losing one is heartbreaking.
Grandma is a fighter. She recovery mostly from her first massive stroke about 8 years ago. She had a mini stroke a few years back, but has also recovered. Stroke #3 is another massive one. Wednesday morning, she woke up in Hospice and tried to get out of bed to make my grandpa a cup of coffee. Granted she was disoriented- not remembering the past 24 hrs and where she was exactly. Physically she was only able to stand for a few seconds...but the woman stood up! When she is awake she is talking and knows who is there and can interact. She's a fighter. It's way to early to say if her brain and body will fight this stroke too, so many things can happen following a stroke and she is still very ill. But she isn't going down without a fight, that is apparent. The woman gave birth to 11 children, yes 11. Amazing....Good Catholics to say the least. Although, even in her mid- 80s she gives all us granddaughters a good talking to about birth control! LOL she obviously didn't use it! She has over 70 grand children (including great, and great great) and makes each of us feel so special. She loves babies/kids. Every time we bring Presley over or my other nieces she says how they brighten her day and make her feel so good.
This weekend we planned on having a friend stop in town and stay tonight and visit. See Matt's family on Saturday and go to my mom's on Sunday. That's all out the window now. I hated to cancel on my friend, luckily good friends completely understand.
We are just over an hour from my family and my grandma. So rather than be back and forth all weekend long we are headed up to stay with them and be close to grandma so we can have lots of visits. Several of my cousins from out of town will be around as well, and it seems like just being "home" and close to my family is what's important this weekend.
Can't wait to bring Presley to visit Grandma. I know it will brighten her day.
Also, waiting on my SIL to have my nephew. Anytime, anyday now. 4+ CMs...38 weeks....seriously, anytime. Another very good reason to be close to home. :-)
Under normal circumstances I prefer to drive back and forth and sleep in my own bed. But this weekend is an exception. I don't want to spend 2/3hrs a day driving, when the time could be spent visiting or sleeping. - For this particular weekend that's most important.
Happy Easter. I hope you all have a blessed weekend.
I'm happy to report that we survived. Exhausted. But Presley and I survived without Daddy. She yelled for him every day and looked for him. We were extra blessed because he came home a day early! That's right, he got home last night not too long for Presley had to go to bed. I was so grateful for him to be home last night! He was able to drop baby girl off to school this AM, so I could get in early and get off early- because we have a big change in plans for the weekend.
In addition to being solo this week something terribly sad happened. Tuesday morning I got a call that my Grandma had another stroke (#3) and wasn't doing very good and we would be transferring her to Hospice. heart.break.
I'm blessed. I'm almost 29 (gasp) and I have grown up with 3 of 4 grandparents. Seriously, that is amazing. They are a huge part of my heart, and a big part of who I am today. All 3 are in their mid 80s, and I'm prepared mentally that they won't live forever. (even if I want them to) But, the reality of losing one is heartbreaking.
Grandma is a fighter. She recovery mostly from her first massive stroke about 8 years ago. She had a mini stroke a few years back, but has also recovered. Stroke #3 is another massive one. Wednesday morning, she woke up in Hospice and tried to get out of bed to make my grandpa a cup of coffee. Granted she was disoriented- not remembering the past 24 hrs and where she was exactly. Physically she was only able to stand for a few seconds...but the woman stood up! When she is awake she is talking and knows who is there and can interact. She's a fighter. It's way to early to say if her brain and body will fight this stroke too, so many things can happen following a stroke and she is still very ill. But she isn't going down without a fight, that is apparent. The woman gave birth to 11 children, yes 11. Amazing....Good Catholics to say the least. Although, even in her mid- 80s she gives all us granddaughters a good talking to about birth control! LOL she obviously didn't use it! She has over 70 grand children (including great, and great great) and makes each of us feel so special. She loves babies/kids. Every time we bring Presley over or my other nieces she says how they brighten her day and make her feel so good.
This weekend we planned on having a friend stop in town and stay tonight and visit. See Matt's family on Saturday and go to my mom's on Sunday. That's all out the window now. I hated to cancel on my friend, luckily good friends completely understand.
We are just over an hour from my family and my grandma. So rather than be back and forth all weekend long we are headed up to stay with them and be close to grandma so we can have lots of visits. Several of my cousins from out of town will be around as well, and it seems like just being "home" and close to my family is what's important this weekend.
Can't wait to bring Presley to visit Grandma. I know it will brighten her day.
Also, waiting on my SIL to have my nephew. Anytime, anyday now. 4+ CMs...38 weeks....seriously, anytime. Another very good reason to be close to home. :-)
Under normal circumstances I prefer to drive back and forth and sleep in my own bed. But this weekend is an exception. I don't want to spend 2/3hrs a day driving, when the time could be spent visiting or sleeping. - For this particular weekend that's most important.
Happy Easter. I hope you all have a blessed weekend.
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| Grandma got a manicure and pedicure with us on Sunday in preparation for my nephew's arrival. |
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| Grandma snuggled with my lil P |
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