So glad to be home now...

Thursday evening I took mom and the boys out to dinner because John was working late. I had gotten very shaky before dinner and just couldn't shake that feeling afterwards. We drove down close to John's work and I went to Walgreens to pick up a glucose meter to check my blood sugar. I left mom in the van with the boys. When I came back out mom was extremely pale and had thrown up. She hands me a bag (yuck) and I went to throw it away. When I came back I looked at her for less than 10 seconds or so and watched her turn blue. Thank God we were about two minutes from the hospital. I get in the van all the while BB is telling me that Grammie threw up because she ate too much. I get her to the hospital (she had gotten a pillow jammed in her door and it wouldn't open) and go into the hospital to get someone to help me get her out. A nurse came out and I told her she would need more help so an EMT helped get the door opened and they rushed her inside.

I get the boys out and we go in to register her. Can I just tell you how much fun I had trying to talk to the receptionist while trying to keep two little boys quiet? Yeah, not working out so well. I called my sister to come over and help me. She got there and took the boys so I could go find out what was going on with mom. I got back there and they started talking about a heart attack and congestive heart failure (CHF). Her blood pressure was 180/90 ish when I got in there so I'm not sure what it was when we first got there. Her blood sugar was over 500. It's now 9:30 and I had to get John. I gave the nurse my number and went to save Cindy from the boys. I get the boys strapped in and Cindy goes into the room with mom. When I got back Kathy (other sister) was there too. John stayed in the van with the boys watching a movie until I was sure they were going to admit mom and we head home.

Long story short, they have radically changed her water intake (she's only allowed 6 cups a day (in the hospital it was only 3.5) and she can't have any salt or sodium. She's on continuous oxygen right now and will be for a while. We're hoping that in a month she can be taken off the oxygen.

Life has just been crazy the past couple days. BB has had one more fit because Grammie hasn't been home. I realized over the past 5 days how attached he really is to her. Each night before we left the hospital he'd pray over her and ask God to "make Grammie's heart better and make her 'breave' better." After he finished his prayer, he decided he could take her home with her. It's such an amazing thing to see God through the eyes of a child. I wish I could find his unquestioning faith.

I feel like I could crash for the next five days.