They checked her out at the ER close to where she lives and I expected a call to say they were transferring her back here to the Dr who did the cath. That call came from mom about 7:30 on Wednesday morning. She arrived at the hospital in Lexington at 11:15 and I was waiting when they got there. They took her in for another heart cath about 1:15 or so that afternoon. Dr comes out and tells us she had a blood clot that had closed off the smallest of the 3 stents placed only a week before causing a heart attack. He got everything cleared out and opened back up and she was admitted for 2 nights.
Thursday she noticed her left arm where the IV was had gotten sore and started to swell. They did an ultrasound and found she had a small blood clot in there. Of course, this terrified mom, thinking it would also go to her heart like the last one did. She was very anxious and they gave her a xanax to relax her. I had to come home to get Cameron from school. My younger brother Andy was coming by after work to see her. When he was there, they brought her supper tray. She was shaking so bad, he had to feed her. Of course, this added to her frustration. Not long after he left, she called me crying and asked me to come back over. It was around 8 PM when I got there and she was sleeping. She woke up and was again very agitated and shaking. I got her to calm down some and talked to the nurse to see if there was something that could be done. About 9 PM she came back and gave her a dose of ativan in her IV. Mom talked to me for about 15 minutes and fell asleep mid-sentence. She had said something about April getting a caterer for a party and was begging me to get her sweet n sour chicken from the Chinese restaurant. I stayed until about 11pm to make sure she was sleeping good and left instructions with the nurse to call me if she wakes up like that in the night.
Next morning, I went over after getting Cameron to school. She had tried to wake up and eat her breakfast and spilled her coffee. She was snoring away. Her Dr had come in twice to talk to her and release her and each time she had gone to the bathroom. Her lunch tray came and they had checked her sugar (108) and given her insulin so I knew she had to eat. I kept waking her up to take a bite and she would fall back asleep and her hand would fall into the mashed potatoes. Finally I fed her to make sure she would eat. The Dr didn't come back until around 1:40 PM. He said she could go home but wanted to wait until she could wake up more. I explained that I had to leave no later than 2:20 to be able to get home to get my son off the bus and that I could not bring him back due his suppressed immunity. He agreed to go on and release her. She slept the whole way home with me and got out and went straight to the couch and went to sleep.
She finally woke up around 6pm. She was still shaky and very weak. Cameron helped her eat her supper and was being a good nurse. She slowly started gaining a little strength. About 9 PM, she had been sitting on the porch talking to her sisters and other family members. When she got up to come inside, I was following her and she passed out. I had my hands on her to steady her and she actually slid down my side instead of falling hard. I got her up (with Cameron asking if he should call 911 the whole time) and got her back on the couch. Checked her cath site and everything and it all looked good. She slept a little longer and I got her up to take her evening meds and insulin and go to bed.
In the meantime, I had to give Cameron his shots. We are going to the Tuesday/Friday schedule for his Enbrel so on Friday, he will get 15 mg and on Tuesday he would get the other 15 mg. He did OK with them and mom was glad she was asleep so she didn't have to see him take the shots.
Saturday morning, needless to say, we slept in a little late. I got up and was making breakfast. Will's sugar went low and he was treating that. Then, Cameron started vomiting. Then, mom gets up and has a LOT of blood in her urine! Cameron's vomiting could have been from his shots the night before, but I really think it was from the phlegm from his allergies. I went ahead and gave him one of the zofran pills we have. We are supposed to give them 30 min before his shots and the following morning.
I took mom back to the ER where we stayed from about 1pm until after 5pm. Blood work, urinalysis, CAT scan and a lot of waiting. They said she had a severe kidney infection and sent us home with a prescription for an antibiotic.
After school on Monday, Cameron and I drove mom to Stanton (about 1.5 hours away) to meet Melissa to take her back home. She had her eye swelling when she left and said it felt like she had fluid in her jaw and behind her ear drum. We called the pharmacy and they said it could be an allergic reaction to her medicine. She started 3 new medications on Saturday so it could be any one of the 3. She called her regular Dr and was going there today to see if they could figure out which one and/or change her antibiotic.
Ok, enough about all that.... Cameron had a field trip yesterday to Fort Boonesborough. He really had a good time. They got to hear how soap was made and got to pass around a home made bar of it and smell the difference. They got to hear from the gunsmith how children lived back then and what was expected of them. They got to see how candles were made and Cameron was chosen to try his hand at dipping the candles. I think the entire class liked talking to the guy who was fluent in Shawnee Indian and talked to them about different things incuding the powder gun, spear, hunting, his indian club and other things. He posed for a picture with the class.
Near the end of the tour of the fort, they were in the gunsmith shop listening to his demonstration. Cameron started putting his hands on the rail and pushing up to where his feet were hanging. I was to far away from him to do anything and he was told several times by another parent to get down. Once we got out, I took him aside and started talking to him about how he should not have been doing that. He tells me... "Mommy, my feet were hurting and I was doing that to take a little of the pressure off them. If I had sat down, I wouldn't be able to see."
SO..... I don't know for sure what to do with this. If he had told me this in there, I would maybe have been able to do something. If his feet were hurting, was it the arthritis or the inserts in his shoes or just from walking so much? I guess I'm going to have to figure this out. Wish me luck!!
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