This is the culprit
Not the penny. The tick on the penny so shown to illustrate the size of the tiny creature who caused havoc on my momma.
My mom got sick. Real sick. So sick she called me to bring her to the ER on Saturday. After tests and more tests, they found "nothing" and sent her home with a "stomach ulcer" and prescriptions for Maalox and Prilosec.
Whatever.
Three days, 2 CT Scans, 1 Ultrasound, 2 Chest X-rays, 1 EKG, 3 urine tests, and about 30 vials of blood later, we have our answer. Erhiculosis. A tick borne illness similar to Lyme's Disease treatable with antibiotics. WHEW!
Though it isn't all hunky dory. In addition to Erhiculosis, she has pneumonia complicated by Emphysema, and another bacterial infection called H. Pylori. Other possibilities thrown around are concerning words like "diabetes" and "oxygen tank". Though the last two are unlikely, it remains scary stuff, but overall that news is way better than what could have been.
Yes, we thought she could be at death's door, and wow, did it age my ever youthful mom. Weak from dehydration and not eating for 4 days can do that to a person, but to see it done to my mom is petrifying. A glimpse into what the future could hold. Giving my mom a shower in the hospital is not something I ever thought I would be doing. Seeing her so weak and vulnerable saddened me. She is still in the hospital, but hopeful to be home soon with added strength and usual humor.
My dad has more important things to do, like keep the bar stool warm, so I have been running two households: my own, and my mom's. Dogs, cats, and fish to be fed and exercised. Never mind my dad; he can fend for himself. Though in his attempts to be helpful, he did unload the dishwasher. Too bad the dishes were dirty and needed to be returned to their original position in the dishwasher. It was a good attempt I guess.
If all of this has taught me anything, it has taught me that I am capable of handling a crisis situation. In fact, I do pretty darn good in the midst of a crisis, and take charge when other's won't. Especially when it comes to my mom.
See, she is more than my mom. She is, in every sense of the word, my Best Friend.
My mom and I at my Aunt's Hawaiian themed wedding. |
At yet another wedding |
Wow Kerisa. Soooo glad that those medical types FINALLY figured it out and have her on the right track. What a crappy thing to go through, but I do like your silver lining of insight. I am not surprised at all that you rose to the occasion like a champ. Better days ahead...
ReplyDeleteps Give your Mom my best!!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that your mom is doing better. I hope that she gets to go home soon. It was great to see you yesterday. Hopefully we can hang out again soon!
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