When last we left our heroine, she was dealing with the terror of her mother possibly dying.herodocles
drove down to my place in Myrtleholt to help me drive to new Mexico and arrived around 9ish/9.30ish on Tuesday night.
WEDNESDAY, March 17
We got out of town about 8am the next morning (after breakfast, exhaustion, etc. and headed south on I-5.
We had an atlas and directions from both Yahoo and Google. We drove and drove and drove and made it to Indio, California, when we stopped for the evening to sleep. We're both "larks" so darkness=sleeptime for us both.
We discovered we travel well together, even for long trips. We talked a LOT. About lots of things, both mundane and SCA (in SCA I include history, research and useless cultural trivia). Mundane includes science, religion, politics and education (which can also be science, religion and politics). We disagree about some parts, but not enough to make each other go grrrrr.
The hospital update on mom was:
She is awake. They are working on getting her off the ventilator. Right now there seems no sign of stroke.
THURSDAY, March 18
We got out of Indio about 8.30-ish and drove straight east. We discovered that Arizona doesn't bother keeping its rest stops open, and that the Bowlin Company operates a large number of interstate-based tourist traps (all saturation-advertised on billboards). Very annoying.
We talked more, drove more, and had to stop to feed herodocles
more. He is always
hungry....My sister (in the US Army) got compassionate leave and flew home from Korea. It was about 36hours of travel. She arrived around 5pm in El Paso, and some of my mother's friends picked her up and took her to the hospital, and out to the house afterwards.
We got into Las Cruces, where my mom was hospitalized, around 8.30pm, and went up to the ICU. I saw her and then we went to her house to crash out. My sister let us in, we made introductions and all turned into puddles of sleep.
The update I got before we got into town, and just before I got into the hospital:
Diane is back!!!!!
She is doing the best yet !!!!
She is totaly wake , responding to everything and ordering people around now without words. She is still on the ventalator but at a very low setting. Looks like she is on her way back to recovery. Her two daughters are in town now so animal sitters you can take a break the house is covered.
Thanks to all the prayer the PITA is back.
My mom's name is Diane, surprise surprise, and her (self-proclaimed) nickname is PITA (Pain In The Ass).
FRIDAY, March 19
After feeding my mom's critters (two cats, two dogs, four geese and a goat), in the morning, we went to go see mom. We talked to her for a while -- she has a ventilator down her pipe, so she couldn't talk herself. Then they booted us out and we went to lunch and then to get some shopping for my sister. Being as she's a tall Caucasian stationed in a land of small-framed Asian folks, she couldn't find clothes or shoes. So we started off at Ross and, in the spirit of sisterly bonding, tried on A LOT of clothes. A LOT. I even bought some.
But it was mostly fun just hanging with my sister and talking and giggling over the Really Bad Clothes Choices. We challenged each other to new things, including some very bad ideas.
We went to dinner (from 6pm to 8pm, ICU is closed for doctor's rounds), then back to see our mom. Here was the update we sent Friday night:
My sister Chris and I went to see mom today a couple of times today.
She's awake and aware -- she smiled at some smart-*ss comments we made.
Her blood pressure was up a little today, so they had to delay on removing the ventilator. They're hoping for tomorrow, if her numbers hold up.
After that, we went back to the house and crashed out. All three of us were pretty exhausted.
SATURDAY, March 20
We did the morning feedings again, then went to go see mom. We finished some shopping, and went off to the Sprint store, as my blackberry was having some issues. There was a Marshalls store and a shoe store, and my sister discovered more shoes And I have a pair of new workout shoes. I learned something about my sister: she likes VERY girlie shoes. And high heels.
I know, I know, are we really related?
Afternoon, we went back to see mom and it wasn't good. This was the Saturday update:
Mom is sedated again. She was very aggitated and her breathing rate and blood pressure were just too high. She is still at 35% oxygen. Still not sure when she will be off the ventilator.
She is in alot of pain right now. People who get her kind of stomach surgery usually get an epidural but she can't due to her back surgery.
Once again thank you for all of your prayers, well wishes and help.
My sister and I had a long talk. We needed it.
SUNDAY, March 21
Mom was sedated most of this day. We did the chores, had lunch, went to go see her, then went to go get herodocles
' car a bath (which she desperately needed after traversing California, Arizona and New Mexico). AZ and NM, I am sorry to say, are FUGLY with a capital F. So is most of southeastern Cali. We decided the car had earned a name for herself, due to her great service. So she is now Penthesilea.
Apparently Sunday is Wash Your Car In Las Cruces Day. We went to multiple car washes before we found one we could get into. On the way, we found a billboard for a Japanese sushi restaurant. They were open for dinner from 6-9pm, so we talked about it when we went back to the house. My sister agreed she was in the mood for something besides Korean food.
It was nom.
We went to see the mom, who was sorta-kinda awake, let her know I had to leave to get back to work in Oregon on Wednesday morning, and she was awake enough to make hand gestures that said "I love you, now get outta here."
We got back to the house, showered, packed up, and talked more with my sister. I showed herodocles
a whole slew of my childhood photographs (yes, including the obligatory nekkid-kiddo-in-the-bath photo). And he still thinks I'm cute, regardless.
MONDAY, March 22
We haled out of Las Cruces around 8.30am and headed west. One of my mom's friends, a fellow named George, gave us some directions for avoiding most of the LA area on the way back. So we drove across NM and AZ on the I-10, then skedaddled north on the 95 to the I-40. The drive on the 95 was probably the prettiest we had in the southwest. We headed west on the I-40 to Barstow and stopped there for the night. As I was trying to sleep that night, I realized that everything, including my newly brushed teeth, tasted like talcum dust. Bleargh.
The medical news was:
They barely sedated Mom today. They had her on a setting where she was working very hard to breath. The example was like breathing thru a straw. She made it to about 3pm and then they sedated her and changed the setting. We'll see how it goes tomorrow.
TUESDAY, March 23
We pulled out of Barstow around 8.30 am and took the 58 over to Hwy 99. We were talking about how much nicer it was to drive away from teh interstates. The drive down is something we talked about doing again -- as a trip for fun. There were places we wanted to stop but couldn't because we had no time. Got back to Myrtleholt around 9pm. Set the alarm and went flop.
The medical news was:
She was alert and reponsive. Still on the ventalator and a very low setting. Yesterday she was off the ventalator for 3 hr and became very tired so they started it up again. There was talk about taking off again later today.
WEDNESDAY, March 24
Back at work. Bleargh.
Updates thoughout the week say that my mom is still on the ventilator and -- if they don't get her off of it -- she's getting a traceotomy. This creeps me out, as I always get that No Smoking commercial in my head when I think about a tracheotomy:
The medical saga keeps unfolding. The dread comes and goes in waves.
I'm so tired.