Well it has been a week since I have even logged into SG. Thank you to everyone who left me msgs. This weeek has been really horrible. Everything is a blur, and I don't think I could fit it all in anyway, so I will attempt a very short version. It started Monday night when I got a call at about 10pm. I found out my aunt was found unconsciouswith blood every where in a Burgerking bathroom. She had complications from diberticulitous (spell??) that resulted in hole in her large intestine and massavie hemmoraging. She was admitted into the ICU unit and things didn't look good, but she seemed to pull out and stableize. At that time she was conscious and I was able to see her. It looked like she was on the upside of things so at 2AM I head home, only to get called back in at 4 AM that massive bleeding had again started and she was having emergency surgery. She pulled out of that, and basically the rest of the week was a roller coaster of ups and downs, with her in a drug induced coma and drug induced paralysis. I slept about 2 hours a day and and only went home for quick showers.
My aunt and uncle as well as my 3 cousins, have always been close to me. As a kid I even lieved with them for awhile, and with my dad having been killed when I was a baby, my uncle stepped to the plate to fill in for that role. That said, Iwas still surprised when my uncle asked me and his son to be the ones to meet with him and the doctors as we made decisions about her care and how long to let things continue before we just let her go. Though there are two daughters and one is even older than me, they were to much of a wreck to function in that capacity.
Anyways, things dragged out till friday night, and the doctor and all the nurses agreed that things were bad, but she was stable enough to hold her own for the next weeek or two, and that we would not need to make any decisions until then , giving us time to evalutate progress and the chances of no brain damage due to lack of blood to carry oxygen. So with everyone near total exhaustion we all agreed we would go home. Then once again, at 4 Am I get a call from the ICU unit, saying they couldn't get ahold of my uncle, and that her blood pressure was crashing and we better get there. So I get my uncle on the phone finally, let him know, and head to the hospital. Since I am just outside of downtown, I of course arrive before anyone else in the family, and I am told we were too late. She had passed 10 minutes before I got there. So that left me sitting in the lobby in front of the evelvator, having to tell every family member (all her kids, my grandmother, uncle, etc..) as they would arrive seperately, that she had passed, it was quick and you can go back and see her. Of course they would break down when I told them, then head to the room to see her. So there I am stuck, by myself with this responsibility of telling everybody she has died. Dont get me wrong, I in some ways was glad it was me. I seemed to hold up better than most everyine else, but the stress, lack of sleep, and everything else this type of situation brings has left me completely physically and mentally drained and worn out.
So that is it for my blog entry... wish I had something more positive to say, but I realize this is life, and its the times like this that make the good times all the sweeter.
R I P Jonni, you will be missed.
My aunt and uncle as well as my 3 cousins, have always been close to me. As a kid I even lieved with them for awhile, and with my dad having been killed when I was a baby, my uncle stepped to the plate to fill in for that role. That said, Iwas still surprised when my uncle asked me and his son to be the ones to meet with him and the doctors as we made decisions about her care and how long to let things continue before we just let her go. Though there are two daughters and one is even older than me, they were to much of a wreck to function in that capacity.
Anyways, things dragged out till friday night, and the doctor and all the nurses agreed that things were bad, but she was stable enough to hold her own for the next weeek or two, and that we would not need to make any decisions until then , giving us time to evalutate progress and the chances of no brain damage due to lack of blood to carry oxygen. So with everyone near total exhaustion we all agreed we would go home. Then once again, at 4 Am I get a call from the ICU unit, saying they couldn't get ahold of my uncle, and that her blood pressure was crashing and we better get there. So I get my uncle on the phone finally, let him know, and head to the hospital. Since I am just outside of downtown, I of course arrive before anyone else in the family, and I am told we were too late. She had passed 10 minutes before I got there. So that left me sitting in the lobby in front of the evelvator, having to tell every family member (all her kids, my grandmother, uncle, etc..) as they would arrive seperately, that she had passed, it was quick and you can go back and see her. Of course they would break down when I told them, then head to the room to see her. So there I am stuck, by myself with this responsibility of telling everybody she has died. Dont get me wrong, I in some ways was glad it was me. I seemed to hold up better than most everyine else, but the stress, lack of sleep, and everything else this type of situation brings has left me completely physically and mentally drained and worn out.
So that is it for my blog entry... wish I had something more positive to say, but I realize this is life, and its the times like this that make the good times all the sweeter.
R I P Jonni, you will be missed.
and as for the cookies, they're these cookie bars that are graham cracker, walnut, chocolate chips, and coconut w/ sweetened condensed milk poured over the top and baked. yum!
i thought i was getting off easy today, and i come home to my brother cleaning house, so i had to help him. because he uh...should always be supervised when cleaning. so i've been up since 6am, and didn't stop moving and working until about 11. *falls over*