I called my mom today, to see if she had gotten a package I sent her a few days ago, and she sounded unusually tired, and even a little scatterbrained.
Now, my mom is a multiple stroke survivor. She has zero use of her left arm or leg, and she survived a series of carotid strokes. Any one of them, I’m told, typically has a mortality rate of greater than 90%, and she went through three of them in rapid succession.
Anyway, I was alarmed. I asked what was wrong, and she told me she’d had a couple of “bad days.” Given the fact that she’s tougher than any three people I’ve ever known, and her penchant for understatement, I got really scared.
She said she thought she’d maybe had another light stroke. She called the doctor, who told her to go to the emergency room. She then contacted the ambulance service, who wanted $500 to move her 3/4 of a mile, so she got stubborn.
She wants to wait unitl tomorrow morning, when the home health guy comes. I’m going insane. I’m 300 miles away, and there’s nothing I can do. I tried to plead with my dad, but he’s as goddamn stubborn as she is. They don’t have the money.
They’re old (74 and 77…and my dad still physically lifts her every day for a bath after 53 years of marriage. I can’t even grasp that kind of devotion) and it’s their way or the highway.
I’m almost physically nauseous right now, and I have to be up at 4AM for work. I’ve posted about her medical stubbornness before, I think right before her worst bout of sickness (I can’t seem to find the thread right now.)
She’s also a diabetic with severe retinopathy.
AAAAAARRRRGGGHHH.