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Jan. 26th, 2005 08:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinAuntie Nurse called me this morning at 6:30. i missed the first two calls. i was sleeping and the bedroom door was closed. Sarah is in the hospital. She had two grand mals yesterday. One right after we finished talking on the computer and one again at the hospital. Good thing it happened at the hospital, they decided to keep her. The doc was just going to let her go home with an appt. to see him in the very near future. This doc, according to Auntie Nurse, is the best neuro guy in the area. He doesn't generally see title XIX patients, but he was on call, so he had to. Forturnate, that. Sarah is going to be tested, the CT scan shows no change from previous ones, another good thing. Probably the meds just need redoing. He also suggested that maybe an extra dose of prednisone when she knows stressful things are coming up, i.e. my coming home in the summer.
Sarah knew that something wasn't right. She and Mother talked about it the day before after she came home from the dance. There's been a lot going on in her life, with the new boyfriend. She wasn't eating properly, or drinking enough. All of that effects her health moreso than it would others. Mother had noticed behaviour changes, and so had Sarah, but neither of them could actually lay a finger on what was wrong. She had a headache the night before, which in the past had always been the precursor to a grand mal. But it's been so long, since before i left for Taiwan, that nobody gave it a thought.
It is both good news and bad news for me. i've been having these feelings of dread for the past few days. i was putting it down to the up-coming elections and Master not being able to get back here before them. Now i wonder if i wasn't aware of something not right with Sarah. i know there have been a few things lately i wondered about when we talked, but didn't bother to bring up. They didn't seem important at the time. The good news is, then, it wasn't Master i was worried about. The bad news is, i didn't know i was worried about Sarah. (pity party moment next) Another episode to point to my inability to be a good parent.
i went to the hospital website and sent her a card. In all likelihood she will be home before a snail mail card would get to her. i'll send some flowers to the house when i know she is home. Mother called Eileen, when the first seizure happened. At least Sarah was downstairs with Mother. And apparently she fell, but softly onto the floor. Eileen told Mother to call an ambulance and they were still there by the time she got home. A fire truck, six firemen, two paramedics, and the ambulance. When Eileen got to the door a fireman greeted here with, "Are you Auntie Nurse?" Along with the neuro guy, Dr. Kontos came running. She is the second best woman i know. Eileen told the neuro doc Sarah was blind, and then he proceeded to put fingers in front of Sarah's face and ask if she could see them. DUH! i'm sure in a few weeks there will be more 'funny' stories about Sarah's adventure. We have to call it that to keep from letting it get us down. S
Dennis is going to take a hair scrunchie up to her tomorrow morning. All that pushing and pulling and rolling around in the bed has made her long hair a bird's nest. She may not be able to comb it, but at least she can keep it out of her face. In all likelihood she will be home tomorrow late afternoon. After all the testing is complete. If she has to stay over another night, at least right now, it will be because the tests weren't done.
i want to be there with her, but i know she will be home before i could even get on a plane. This is the hard time about living so far away. Telephones and computers and web cams just don't cut it. And fast planes aren't nearly fast enough when it is a member of your family. And Master is not here, and can't get here. And now i'm making myself feel worse. shitpissfuckdamnmuthafuckercocksuckerandcunt
Sarah knew that something wasn't right. She and Mother talked about it the day before after she came home from the dance. There's been a lot going on in her life, with the new boyfriend. She wasn't eating properly, or drinking enough. All of that effects her health moreso than it would others. Mother had noticed behaviour changes, and so had Sarah, but neither of them could actually lay a finger on what was wrong. She had a headache the night before, which in the past had always been the precursor to a grand mal. But it's been so long, since before i left for Taiwan, that nobody gave it a thought.
It is both good news and bad news for me. i've been having these feelings of dread for the past few days. i was putting it down to the up-coming elections and Master not being able to get back here before them. Now i wonder if i wasn't aware of something not right with Sarah. i know there have been a few things lately i wondered about when we talked, but didn't bother to bring up. They didn't seem important at the time. The good news is, then, it wasn't Master i was worried about. The bad news is, i didn't know i was worried about Sarah. (pity party moment next) Another episode to point to my inability to be a good parent.
i went to the hospital website and sent her a card. In all likelihood she will be home before a snail mail card would get to her. i'll send some flowers to the house when i know she is home. Mother called Eileen, when the first seizure happened. At least Sarah was downstairs with Mother. And apparently she fell, but softly onto the floor. Eileen told Mother to call an ambulance and they were still there by the time she got home. A fire truck, six firemen, two paramedics, and the ambulance. When Eileen got to the door a fireman greeted here with, "Are you Auntie Nurse?" Along with the neuro guy, Dr. Kontos came running. She is the second best woman i know. Eileen told the neuro doc Sarah was blind, and then he proceeded to put fingers in front of Sarah's face and ask if she could see them. DUH! i'm sure in a few weeks there will be more 'funny' stories about Sarah's adventure. We have to call it that to keep from letting it get us down. S
Dennis is going to take a hair scrunchie up to her tomorrow morning. All that pushing and pulling and rolling around in the bed has made her long hair a bird's nest. She may not be able to comb it, but at least she can keep it out of her face. In all likelihood she will be home tomorrow late afternoon. After all the testing is complete. If she has to stay over another night, at least right now, it will be because the tests weren't done.
i want to be there with her, but i know she will be home before i could even get on a plane. This is the hard time about living so far away. Telephones and computers and web cams just don't cut it. And fast planes aren't nearly fast enough when it is a member of your family. And Master is not here, and can't get here. And now i'm making myself feel worse. shitpissfuckdamnmuthafuckercocksuckerandcunt
