I'm in Michigan, caring for my mom this weekend. She's back in the hospital, with a complication of the PE she had a few weeks ago. It's very interesting, being on this side. I know too much. Sometimes, I think it would be easier to be my sister, the teacher. And I'm sure my mom's doctors are sick of me. No one is taking ownership of her, we have IM, urology, general surgery, vascular surgery, interventional radiology, and who knows who else rounding on her. It's pretty bad when I know my way around the back ways of a hospital that I don't work at! I'm pushing to get her out, because from what I can see, she doesn't need to be inhouse any longer. But too many cooks are in the pot right now, and I'm trying to orchestrate cooperation. I may push her to come to my house for a week or so. It's easier to manage her locally, but my sister is clueless...so I can't be of much help from long distance. My office manager is hollering at me to take time off, but it's not time yet.
Semi-private rooms suck. The hospital I work at has 100% private rooms and it's nice. My mom's roommate is a LOL with dementia and pneumonia. I've been hitting the call button for her when she's screaming "Help me, Help me!" over and over again. She also asks what day it is about every 30 minutes or so. We've taking to answering her so she doesn't repeat the question in 30 seconds. The current day of the week is becoming a running joke in our family. I promised Mom that I would unplug her if she ever was like that. That's why my sister is her medical POA. ;)
My mom's cat Ginger is sweet, but lonely right now, since she's been alone most of the month (mom hasn't done so hot). She has been obnoxiously cuddly.
I miss my kids. But I'll see them tomorrow.
We'll be back next weekend - we're billing it as an early Easter for the kids (I'm on call Easter weekend). They'll get to see their cousins and all grandparents. I'll be able to check up on Mom. I may try to go up to my Dad's gravesite...haven't been there since the burial.
I'm only a little crazy. OK, a lot crazy. Wait, I've always been crazy, now I'm crazy and stressed. :)
My prom picture with DH (yes, I married my high school sweetie) is on the wall here in the computer room (formerly my sister's room). Neither one of us have grey hair in the picture and I'm a hell of a lot thinner! I only wish I knew then how cute I was...I look at those pictures now and go "Damn! I was hot!" Now I'm a dumpy mom-jeans wearing overworked wife.
I am so sick of reading trashy magazines and women's magazines I could scream. I've been in OR/procedure waiting rooms too often this month. I bought Twilight to read - I can see why teenieboppers love it - They in LOVE! It's FORBIDDEN! He saves her! He's DANGEROUS! Although I do admit, I would totally have the posters plastered in my room if I was 20 years younger. Robert Pattison is hawt! (to quote teens)
I have great in-laws. Just had to throw that in there.
What doesn't kill me will make me stronger...