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Monday, March 12, 2007

worse not better

I got a call last night, well, actually today at one in the morning. As calls at that hour that aren't of the drunken nature usually go, this one was not good news.

It was my sister. My grandma was back in the ER. Her arm was swollen. Really Swollen. The arm where they'd put her PICC line.

The assisted living place thought it was just an infection from the PICC line. But once they got her to the ER, they determined it was a blood clot.

And on top of the clot, she has pneumonia. She was really not good. And she was horrible to the nurses, the doctors and my mom again. Another huge dip in the rollercoaster that my grandma's been on since she fell.

When I talked to my sister again later this morning, she couldn't stop crying. My mom was asleep, since she'd been at the ER until six in the morning. I needed to talk to her. I needed to know if my grandma was really that bad, or if my sister was just being overly dramatic, as she can sometimes be.

I still haven't been able to talk to my mom, at least without her being in my grandma's room, without my sister there. As soon as I do, I'll find out if she needs me to come down again. If she's needs a hand in dealing with everything after my sister comes back home tonight.

I already cleared it with my boss. This time, he's being rather understanding.

1 comment:

Jen said...

I'm hoping your sis was just being overly dramatic and Grandma is not doing too poorly. Keep us posted; I'm thinking of you.