Charlie's Bird

living the dream with Charlie and Thandi and chirping all the way back to the nest.

Archive for March, 2012

ISQ

…and there really isn’t anything new to tell, she is still confused, disorientated and a bit aggressive, just not my mom… Just praying it settles down soon, so we can all breath again…

Setbacks

…so last night they noticed that my mom had developed a foot drop, so the orthopaedic surgeon had to go and explore the wound again, to ensure the sciatic nerve hadn’t been impinged upon. I was there, with him in theatre, it hadn’t, thankfully, so now we just hope that it is a temporary injry because of a bit of traction on the nerve during surgery, and that it recovers. Sadly, after being really bright and stable after the first trip to theatre, she is now very confused and disorientated, trying to pull her drips out, so they have had to restrain her and sedate her. It’s very hard to see my little mommy like this… Thank you all for ongoing prayers, love and support.

Post op

ok, so she has made it through the anaesthesia and the surgery, and is now settling in ICU. Thank you for all the love and support, now its praying for her recovery…

Heartsore

…while my mom might be hip sore, today I am heartsore. She’s such a little frail mommy, and now, just to round out the geriatric medicine boards, she’s confused, and its so incredibly hard to see my once vibrant and energetic mom so reduced. She’s in hospital now, and they are working hard to stabilise her pre-surgery. Because of her heart condition and renal function, she is such a high risk patient, and I am so very afraid. Afraid that I might never have that lovely laugh from her again, afraid that Thandi will never remember her Dawny Ganny, that my wonderful memories of her will be tainted by this confusion. I’m not ready for this…

Not the monday I wanted

…I was hoping for a busy monday at the office, followed by a good run. Instead, I will be heading back up to the other hospital to see my mom who has broken her hip, and is awaiting surgery once her warfarin is out of her system…

Too much

…today is just too much. My mom has taken a tumble and hurt her leg, and is feeling terrible after an uncomfortable and restless night, my dad is shaken and not sure what to do; Thandi gave her dad a hard time again last night, I have had a slow labourer overnight, who is still ticking along and rooms packed to the rafters. And tomorrow I am supposed to run a 10km race…. Heaven help me…

An ode to sleep

..and now it’s the thursday that feels like a monday! Don’t know how the rest of you are coping, but I am tired and distinctly monday-ish, I am really glad that the weekend is nearby, and that I am not on call!

Missy had a better night last night, and aside from one dummy sqeak, she slept the whole night through – champion! Charlie and I crashed early last night too, and by rights I should have had at least 8 hors of sleep, but I have realised that by about 7 hours, my body has had enough, I am tired of lying down, and I battle to find a comfortable spot anymore… Damn, it’s a bugger having birthdays…. I long for those days when I slept like Thandi, deeply immersed…