If you've been following me the last couple of days on Facebook you'll know that I'm going through a rough time. I was called on Wednesday evening by my "baby" brother that my Dad had called an ambulance for my Mum. I knew that she had not been feeling well for awhile. That dizziness, ringing in her ears and nausea had slowly put her to bed more and more each day. Slowly she was also eating less and less. She had gotten so weak she couldn't take care of herself anymore, and it was time to strong arm her into getting some medical assistance. Its very hard/damn near impossible to get my Mum to/near a doctor. I've managed to do it in the past but I had an inkling that this time it would require an ambulance.
Not only is my Mum so weak she can't make it across a room without assistance, it has been discovered that there are issues with her liver. She's already had a couple of tests, but now we're waiting on an MRI which I don't suspect will happen until Tuesday, its a long weekend and its one of those ones where the ambulances tend to be very busy. My Mum is in a small-town hospital, and the only way to get her specific tests is to have her transported by ambulance into the city and a bigger hospital. She already had to do this once for her first two tests. There are moments where her sense of humour still peeks through, after her first tests she mentioned that she was a little tired of waking up in different places.
Mum does keep hoping she's going home soon, but I think its going to be awhile. We've been dividing up the visiting hours among us to make sure that Mum isn't alone for long.
So life has kinda gone on hold for now, I am continuing going into work and spending the evenings in the hospital. I'll save my days for when I'm really needed, for when Mum comes home. Very little stitching is going on, and I don't think the wedding sampler I'm working on will be ready for Saturday, the 10th. Also I don't know if I'll be able to go to the wedding, it depends on how Mum is doing and if I feel comfortable being a 2 hour drive from her. I could of also been at one of our wonderful stitchy weekends this weekend, but again I didn't want to be 3 hours from home, nor do I think I would of enjoyed myself or been good company.
That's where things stand for now, I'm skipping out on setting goals for this month cause I don't think I'll even be able to accomplish a single one. I do get a few stitches in when I can, and when I'm not so exhausted that I just want to crawl into bed.
Its not easy having an ill parent.