Sadly, I need to cut this trip short and rush on home to be w/my mama; she has been hospitalized w/a very weak heart beat and will probably get a pace maker. I know there is nothing I can do. I don’t intent on doing anything other than being with her, supporting her, letting her know everything’ll be OK even tho in my heart I am more scared than she is.
I called her last night to wish her a happy birthday, and that’s when I learned that she had been staying at my sister’s since Saturday because she wasn’t feeling well. She had worked in the yard early Saturday morning and was drenched in sweat when she finally called it quits and went in to shower . . . and that’s when the dizziness started.
I asked several times why not take her into ER. Dizzy spells are not to be taken lightly, after all, they’re warning signs of a stroke.
My sister was pretty convinced it was dehydration and/or sun stroke, cuz she had seen a show on PBS and the symptoms were exactly the same. Thanks!
Mom sounded OK, just OK. In her voice, I could tell she wasn’t well, she wasn’t her usual self. I could feel fear, concern, and so many other feelings. For her to have gone and stayed w/my sister, she has got to have felt very badly and must have been very scared. I wish they would’ve taken her into ER that day and not have waited until after midnight last night.
Tests, tests and more tests . . .
- odd, she has a UTI so they’re feeding her antibiotics for that
- CT scan came back OK
- EKG revealed a very weak heart beat
- angiogram showed no blockage
- basically, she is asymptomatic
Up to now, I know she is in Palms West’s ICU, and has a temporary pace maker. My sister just doesn’t relay things all too well; I suppose it’s to be expected if she’s as nervous and scared as I am. She has said several times that mom’ll be transferred to JFK Medical Center; to which we both cringe since they already killed my Hero and my grandfather. I can’t stand the thought of them taking another of my loved ones.
I know a pace maker is pretty routine . . . but that was the beginning of the end for my grand father. He went into JFK w/a broken foot/ankle. One night, he complained of chest pains and an EKG revealed irregular heart beat. He was taken in for an ablation and had a pace maker installed.
What they never tell you is that it is not uncommon for a clot to become dislodged and cause a stroke after such procedures.
I still remember that morning, when I walked into his room, and neither the nurse nor my aunt could wake him, and when they finally did, he clearly had aphasia. None of the doctors or nurses wanted to listen to me, none wanted to consider the possibility that he had suffered a stroke.
He was dismissed and we took him home. The following morning when I went to see him at my aunt’s house, I walked right by him and called 911 without saying “hi” or “good morning” to him, or anyone else in the house. When the paramedics came in, the first question was “when did he have the stroke?”.
I keep playing the whole thing in my mind, and the week that followed when he was in medical care. He was scared and looked at me with pleading eyes to not leave him. I always stayed as late as I possibly could, until I was physically escorted out.
About halfway into the week, he stopped eating and taking any nutrition. It’s like he made the decision to stop it all on his own. He passed away several days afterwards.
I have received “that call” twice, in the early hours of the morning. The first was for pop, when I got the call “I regret to inform you that your father passed away this morning at 6:45″ and the second was in the midnight or 1am hour letting me know that my grandfather had passed away a few minutes prior. I AM NOT READY FOR A 3RD CALL, damnit!
Again, I know a pace maker installation is pretty much routine, but my past experience has me very leery and scared.
So, a 5 1/2 hr drive from Mammoth Lake, CA across and thru mountains, a couple of roadside pee stops and puking 2x before reaching Las Vegas . . . I’m sitting here at gate D50 waiting my 10pm flight that will connect in ATL and get me into FLL at 9:43am tomorrow morning.
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