It was my day off given by my wonderful boss as an extra holiday. I wondered how I would spend this day of freedom. Would I clean and put away decorations? Would I go take back returns to the stores? Would I go hang out with grand-kids? Would I sit in the cozy lazy boy with my hubby's new slanket over me and dogs in my lap and watch Oprah?
Didn't do any of this......The phone rang at 6:00 am. It was my dad......saying my mom was very sick and wanting ME. If you knew my mom, she would need to be very sick to ask for me or anyone, so I knew it could not be good. I got up and got dressed and started to head on over to check on her.....You will never believe what I went through just to drive 1 mile. It was an ice skating rink on the road. I drove under 5 miles per hour and still slid sideways sometimes. After 30 min. I finally get over there......then I had to get out of the van to walk in their front door. Just putting my foot down made me almost fall, sliding everywhere, so I pulled the van as close to the front door as possible and finally made it inside. My mom was running a very high fever, throwing up all night, pain everywhere. I called the doctor and he suggested to call 911 due to her age and dehydration but he said I should wait about 30 min. for the temp outside to go up a few degrees so the ice would start melting. He said that they were having problems with nurses and doctors not being able to make it for their shifts at the ER. My mom even wanted me to call because she was so sick. So I made the call and started to move small pieces of furniture to make a path so they could take her out. My dad was nervous, not knowing what to do, so I was trying to calm him down as well. Because the ice was so bad outside, they had to call for backup to help them get her out and in the ambulance. The biggest firetruck I have ever seen arrived with 4 burly men. It took 6 men to navigate the cot my mom was in over the icy yard and into the ambulance.
I then went to start up my dads 4 wheel drive to start melting the quarter inch of ice all over it. He and I followed the ambulance which could only creep down the road. Thank God the hospital was only a few miles. When we got there, they got her in a room to examine her. She had 103.3 fever. The doctor came in and he looked like he was ready to fall over from being up for 24 hours. After 4 hours of begging the nurse for ice chips, IV fluids, pain shot, shot for upset stomach, blood work and urine test, the tired doctor finally came in with results. He said she had a Whopper of a urinary tract infection and there were too many white cells to count. He fixed her up with an antibiotic prescription and she got dressed and we could break out of that joint. Before breaking out, the nurse took out the IV port and put a bandage over the wrong hole in her hand, cause when she went out of the room, a fountain of blood started pouring out of her hand. I ran to get her and she came back in and said she was so sorry. I wiped the blood from my moms leg that had gotten squirted.
Because she came in by ambulance, she had no coat and shoes.....So...the nurse gave her some footies and I wrapped my scarf around her neck. She did have her robe on from home to help keep her warm.
I drove them home and got her settled and then went to fill the prescription and pick her up some soup. And this is where I almost lose my mind! I waited almost 30 min. and was only 2nd in line at the pharmacy. The tech did not make it in to work because of the icy road, so he was there by himself with a dozen people needing drugs. After leaving there, I needed to run by the bank, which is next to the other store I needed to get the soup. As I was pulling out of the bank, a man was pulling out of the store in front of me and broadsided a lady who was going straight. Her car went sailing down the road and he quickly backed up to get out of the traffic. I went on in a parking space to get the soup. As I was coming out of the store, the lady that got hit was behind my car parked with a crying girl about 12 years old, holding her neck. I went up to them and asked if they were ok. I told the lady that I saw the accident happen right in front of me. By that time the police came and I gave my name and info if they needed a witness. The man was yelling at the lady saying it was her fault, when indeed it was his fault. Then the same ambulance that took my mom that morning shows up for the girl. They are blocking my car......Dear Lord, why me? So, I manage to wiggle my way out of the space and am on my way.....I stop at Arby's to pick up lunch for my dad and myself.....as I pull up to pay at the drive thru, my money that was in my coat pocket was stuck in the zipper...........Dear Lord, why me? I finally got it unstuck as the guy at the window of Arby's is laughing. I manage to finally get the meds and soup to my mom. She was feeling much better and ate some soup, took her meds and off to bed to get well.
So, I head on home after knowing she was going to be ok. I had 1 hour left for myself before hubby was due home, so guess what I did? I sat in the lazy boy with the slanket around me and dogs on my lap and laughed my head off at Ellen on t.v.
I have to admit, I felt a little selfish not having my day off to myself, but when it's all said and done, My mom is important and she is worth it and sometimes life doesn't always play out the way you plan. Today is another day and all I can do is make the best of it and be the best person I can be. I will start it off by going to breakfast with my wonderful hubby.....
Get Well Soon Mom, I love you.....