I got a call from my dad this afternoon that my mom had a heart attack. I have came back to my home town to hang with my dad, who is not well enough to stay on his own, and deal with the mom thing.
They caught the heart attack early, did their magic scans, found her right coronary artery was blocked 95%, and ballooned it open and put a stent in, all by the time I got home, got dad, and we made it to the larger medical centre they had transferred her to. There seems to be no damage to her heart muscle, so *IF* she behaves and listens to the lifestyle modifications they are recommending, and if her body does not reject the stent, all should be well.
While I was on the phone to my room-mate asking her to look after my dog for her and telling her what was going on, I got a "call waiting" from the Wolf's mom ~ just to let me know his plane was landing on Canadian soil ... oh, about an hour ago as I type this. Freaking yay.
So I am sitting here back in my home town, which is a hop, skip and a jump from the Wolf's parents' place ... good news is he won't be back here for at least a few more weeks, by which time I should be safely back where I live, which is at least less convenient for him.
We also haven't tracked my older brother down yet, since he is on holidays ... so for now I am dealing with this on my own. I hope he checks in soon, since he will need to back up the lifestyle modifications the doctors are recommending for my mom. She will not listen to me, but she will listen to him.
EDIT: I don't mean to make it sound like I am not glad the Wolf is home safe; I do not wish him ill, nor did I wish him to get hurt. I just really don't need to worry about him being home at the same time I am dealing with my parents.
Monday, August 16, 2010
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I had a stent put in about 5 years ago. I lived.
ReplyDeleteI wasn't going to post about it, but we had to release my sister off a venelator today. She was more like my mom, and my best friend. She will be missed. Love your mom and dad as much as you can. Sorry, but I am feeling very mortal tonight.
I am in a similar boat, except 3 weeks further along, with my mom, only different organ. My mom is late-stage COPD (emphysema) and has refused treatment for years, part of an extreme martyr/self-hatred/denial thing that lots of smokers pull, apparently. But the COPD specialist told me my smoker is hardcore.
ReplyDeleteShe was on a vent, which scared the stuffing out of me and my sisters (lucky, all of us were available for the worst of it) and got off of it this time without a tracheotomy, lucky. She's young (72) but if she doesn't make big changes in her life, then this is the beginning of the end. Though she sounds like she's feeling better than she has in a long, long time, she's also talking about taking over medication decisions (ie. against doctors wishes, messing with doses, etc.) so it will likely be business as usual soon enough.
What is it about this summer?! I hope your mom makes good choices, and I hope she heals fast and well.
And hopefully all will be sorted before any other potential trouble comes up. Thinking about you in Vancouver.
My thoughts are with you and your family.
ReplyDelete(((hugs))) SO much going on. I send you my positive vibes K. <3
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