Hospital Times Two

It's only Tuesday and this has already been one of the worst weeks ever. Yesterday around lunch my mother was taken to the ER with chest pains, trouble breathing, vomiting, and extreme back and leg pain. She was given oxygen and a morphine drip and the ER doctors thought she was on the verge of having a heart attack. After consultations with her cardiologist and hematologist, she released herself and went to suffer in the privacy of her own home. This morning her cardiologist told her it wasn't her heart and to go see her GP and/or hematologist. They both agreed she was fighting off a major infection as her white blood count was only .9 (yes, less than 1) and she was extremely dehydrated. Aside from giving her painkillers and antibiotics, no one is doing anything for her despite the fact she can barely breathe and has trouble moving at all.

As if that wasn't enough to worry about, Maison had an appointment with the GI specialist at Children's hospital today. Normally I would have cancelled, given my mother's condition, but it took us 3 months to get in and see this doctor so I didn't want to chance rescheduling. Good news is he agreed Maison's current stomach issues may be due to a soy intolerance as our pediatrician thought. Bad news is he thinks she's extremely underweight for her age and height and wants her on a weight gain diet. He has referred us to a dietitian at Children's who will be assisting us in working more calories into Maison's diet. So far it seems we need to give Maison pretty much anything someone on a diet would not eat. Cream sauces, extra dressing, mayo on sandwiches, mass amounts of peanut butter. Hope this lady has tips on how to get her to eat it!

It's 10:00 but no Noo

My mom watches Maison during the week while Adam and I are at work. Most days she comes at 10:00 so that she can be here in time to feed Maison her first solid meal of the day. Shortly after 10:00 my mom wasn't here so I decided to go ahead and feed Maison. I really didn't think much about her being late until the phone rang and I noticed on the oven clock that is was already 10:20.

The call was my mom hysterically crying. She had been in a horrible accident on Spring Creek. I couldn't make out the cross street but knew it had to be somewhere between her house and mine. So I called my dad and he confirmed my mom had been in a head on collision on Spring Creek but didn't have much more info. He too said he couldn't decipher what the cross street was when my mom called him but he was already on his way to get her.

I immediately called my sister and brother to let them know what had happened and to find out if they knew more than either me or my dad. Nobody had anymore info so I decided once Maison finished up her breakfast we would drive along Spring Creek to see if we could find them.

Just when I was turning off our street, Shari called to say my Mom had decided not to go to the hospital and that my dad was bringing her here. By the time I unloaded Maison back at home my parents were already at our house. My mom was rattled, to say the least, but we did finally get the details of what happened...

My mom was driving on Spring Creek and as she was going through the intersection at Alma, someone turned left right in front of her and hit her head on. The impact was so hard that the back seat floor mats ended up in the front. She later found out the person that hit her was a state trooper....great.

At my sisters urging, she agreed to call her cardiologist and he insisted that she go to the ER and be checked out. After several hours in the ER and numerous tests she was released and everything was deemed fine! Unfortunately, she is already very sore and I'm sure she will be for several days to come but considering what happened, it could have been a lot worse. We are so glad she is ok!

Happy 63, Noo!

Last night we celebrated my mom's 63rd birthday at Brio followed by cake and presents at her house.

Nooey with Mais:

Nooey's fall colored cake:

Nooey blowing out her candles:

Happy 63rd, Mom!