A new day….
During the eight nights I spent at Mom’s I made my bed on her couch so that I could hear her and see her bedroom door. The longest interval between her calls for help was about 4 hours but on average was more like 2 hours.
We spent the day Sunday getting ready for Mom’s move to the nursing home. Everything that we planned to take for her had to be marked with her name. By the time I lay down on the couch Sunday night everything was packed and ready to go for Monday morning.
I had a weird feeling all day that things were not going to go as planned and sure enough around 1AM monday morning I heard Mom get up and watched as she made her way to the bathroom and thought how good she was doing and how much she had improved in the week that I had been there. Then I heard her say “Help!” I jumped up and rushed in to find her seated and it seemed as though she was having some sort of seizure. I couldn’t break her grip on the towel bar next to her and her eyes seemed glazed and she just stared ahead and wasn’t responding to my pleas to let me help her to the floor. It took me several minutes (but seemed like hours) to get her safely to the floor so that I could get the phone and call 911. As I spoke to the 911 operator my voice shook and my head was spinning and I was asked to stay on the line until a deputy could get to the house. As I waited I got my pillow from the couch to put under Mom’s head and just kept talking to her. She never lost consciousness but was rigid and I couldn’t move her to a better spot. After what seemed an eternity the EMTs arrived and began assessing her condition. They determined that she had probably had a valsalva episode (sound familiar), blood pressure bottomed out, nausea, ears ringing, plus barely there. The EMTs advised transporting her to the hospital 80 miles away due to Mom’s heart history and her overall weakened condition.
So at 2AM as the EMTs loaded Mom in the I called DH to come to town and go with me to the hospital. Long story short, the doctors couldn’t determine exactly what happened and she was released. The nursing home provided transportation back home (to the nursing home) and Mom spent her first night there.
Today we start down a new path of this journey. We have only today, the past is over, and the future hasn’t come and we are going forward in the faith that God will provide whatever in needed.
Grace and Mercy to face each new day in the confidence that God always provides!