Thank you, each and all, my friends. You're one of my greatest blessings. Thank you.
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Originally Posted by lumberjim
Not great timing either... probably pretty distracted on your first day at the new gig. You should probably let your new boss in on it. BE strong... because that's all you can do.
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Holy crabcakes, batman.
THIS.
Yeah, very not good timing. As a matter of fact, when it became clear that she was not going to die the night before I started this new job, I finally definitely decided that I would be going into work, on our agreed upon first day. I know, me, me, me, me, etc. True, true enough. But I seriously contemplated having to call my soon-to-be-new boss and tell him why I wasn't showing up. *That* line of thinking was not as bad as the actual reality of the rest of the situation here, but it was bad enough. As it turns out, I did tell him today about my situation and he was receptive. Still.
Now I have a minute to give you all some details. Tink and our three kids had spent Sunday watching the Seahawks piss away another fourth quarter lead, then the kids all went home. Sometime around bedtime, I got a text from SonofV that he wouldn't be home because they were all going to the hospital, right now. No calls or texts to any of them were answered for a couple hours, a couple stress filled hours for me. Finally, he phoned me and gave me the details. She was having a lot of trouble breathing, very phlegm-y, and she's not strong enough to cough, so she couldn't get enough air. Like.. you know, drowning. Horrible. Her husband, F, called 911 and she was transported to the hospital. By the time the kids saw her (for the second time that day) she was blue, she "looked like a zombie from The Walking Dead." I don't think SonofV was just cracking wise, this isn't comic material.
An oxygen tent, and a different (more powerful?) APAP/CPAP somethingsomething machine, not a ventilator, was fitted and pumping 100% O
2 into her. This eventually helped enough that she could sit up. The kids all stayed until very late at night, none of my messages were returned and I was surprised to see them back at the house when I was up at 8 am. They'd gotten home about 5 hours earlier, and straight to sleep, so they could take the day watch from their sister.
So now, the question is how to give her the best possible treatment, and where, home or hospital. *I* am not part of that decision making process/group, and that's ok with me. Of course I feel saddened by her situation, and I'm interested and motivated to do all I can to support my kids and my the other members of my family of choice. I'm still close to her sisters and their husbands and my former nephews and nieces. They're losing family too.
As of now, she's still in the hospital, I've completed my first day of work on my new job in a new home in a new county and new area code. I'm *much* farther away from the center of the action and my ability to respond, physically is much more complicated (job and distance). Still I know that I've done my best to help them all prepare for what they're going through. We all know it will get worse before it gets better. It's grim, it's stressful.
Rambling, I'm just rambling.
Thanks again my friends. You all form a major part of *my* support network. I sincerely appreciate that.