The Troops Have Arrived
The two elder grandsons aged 21 and 19 have arrived from Calgary to help me with the care of my mother, their great grandmother. They have taken over some of the hospital duties and has given me the opportunity to at least go and get groceries to feed us. For three days I lived on dried out sandwiches and hot dogs from the coffee shop. This hospital has very little on offer.
On Thursdays both my sweetie and me were sure we were loosing her but now she has rallied somewhat. She could no longer speak and was grunting to get words out. Typical stroke symptoms, in fact she was having spasms in my arms. There is little that can be done though since she is maxed out on blood thinners and they can't give more. It would cause internal bleeding, which is much worse. Also on Thursday she could no longer swallow and liquids were going down the lung instead of the stomach. They call this Ataxia, which is damage to the brain that controls balance, swallowing and motor skills and can be either an inherited condition, (woe is me) or caused by the stroke.
We await a Neurologists evaluation on Monday but things don't look very good. I will update the blog periodically but have lost interest in following all the latest events out there. Even knitting is suffering, although I did knit a whole sock while sitting in the emergency department. I will probably write about that experience soon on my knitting blog.