Phone rings on Thursday morning while I am work. Thanks to modern technology, my fit bit tells me it is my mum calling and I call her back straight away. She rarely calls my mobile and I felt a flutter of panic as I waited for her to pick up.
“Your dad is in hospital” she said. I could hear the fear in her voice, mixed with stress and tiredness and a good dose of annoyance.
Dad had been unwell for probably weeks. Perhaps longer. He was tired, irritable, falling asleep constantly and unable to walk even a few metres. He was looking haggard and every one was noticing.
He had a fall a couple of weeks ago and refused to let my mum call an ambulance. He refused every attempt she made to get him to go to the doctor or hospital. “Helpful” people were suggesting that she get him medical help, but when a man like my father refuses, there isn’t a lot you can do short of hog tying him and dragging him to the hospital steps and leaving him roped up with a note attached.
And my mum isn’t that good at knots.
But finally, the most stubborn of 78 year olds, admitting that he might be a bit crook and agreed to go to the hospital.
12 hours later, after being assessed and then transferred by special ambulance to another larger hospital, he was hooked up to an oxygen machine, having antibiotics intravenously and was being re-hydrated by drip.
Severe chest infection, pneumonia, under-breathing causing an excess of CO2 and a lack of oxygen. The man was quite possibly drowning in CO2. And left much longer, who knows. Maybe one of his “just resting my eyes” would have resulted in a much different post here.
Amazing what a whole lot of oxygen can do for a body. It’s Monday here now and he is much improved. Still grumpy but that is his style and it looks like he will be home sometime in the next couple of days.
He might need a machine to use at night to help with sleep apnea but that is something he will have to get used to.
There has been a lot of discussion about what should happen, should either my mum or dad fall or become ill again.
There will be no arguments about seeking medical treatment. An ambulance will be called in case of a fall. Doctors will be sought if the spouse feels concerned.
And if they can’t look after each other, well my younger brother has declared he will step in. He can be a bloody pain, but if anyone can nag, he is the man.
And he is way better at knots than me.
Twelve months ago, I was in New York. In one week I will be in Port Lincoln. Worlds apart in holiday options but I can’t wait to get away from work and “stuff” and just chill by the beach for a few days.
It is about a 7 hour drive from home, and is situated on some of the prettiest and most rugged coastline in my state. I am taking wine, paints, books and chocolate. Hubby too.
Fingers crossed for decent weather, but if it rains, well, I have all of the above the enjoy.
I will miss a week of art class but that is ok. I really don’t have much in the way of projects to dabble with at the moment. No room in my house for unsold large canvas so I am restricting my painting to loose canvas of a smaller size. They can be stacked, given away or even tossed with little guilt should the art turn out to be crap. I have had a few people ask me to paint stuff. Portraits, poodles, but conversations have stalled due to various factors including the canine models requiring clipping first.
Last week at class I took on a class project and played with a different technique. What resulted was pretty cool I think. Certainly different, colourful and quite textural.
I think it might be a style I will attempt again another time in the future.
Family, art, that pretty much covers my week. Despite all the low moments recently, I acknowledge that I am incredibly blessed.
Yes, my boys are struggling to find full time jobs, MJ has come so close a couple of times that it is heart breaking to see his disappointment, but they are healthy, happy, educated and working part time so semi financially independent.
Hubby and I are able to put a roof over our heads and food on the table.
We still have our parents, despite some health concerns and so many wonderful friends.
And today the sun is out. For now anyway.
So yes, we are blessed. Life is good.
And with that said, it is time for coffee.
Sending love and smiles to you all
(PS hope you are all using the new url “bootsnbrushes.com” – lizard happy is about to disappear)