I must add to this, before I have even begun. My, we are off to a good start. One more day being sleep deprived and I will be a raving lunatic. I need my sleep!
So, to add: This all started off last week, when the dog had to have surgery on a certain gland. I did think I could have made some fame on filming the Irritating little Chihuahua on pain killers and anesthetics, but that would have been just too cruel. So, that was ER visit #1.
Then, day before yesterday, we had EMT son on hospital ER #2. He is trying to eat as if he has low blood sugar and seems much more energetic. His mother and brother both had the problem, starting at about the age EMT is now, but doctor’s visits are scheduled.
Yesterday, I picked mom up to take her to the Ophthalmologist. She kept sliding in little hints about “having trouble breathing” and “legs are leaking” (they used to call it dropsy) and “swollen legs.” I made her show me her leg and off we went to the Doctor. His offices said take her to the ER.
After some cajoling, I made a deal with her and took her to the Ophthalmologist and then out to eat lunch and then she would willingly go to the ER. I have been known to take her to town, on the pretext of taking her shopping and, instead I dropped her off at the ER. So, she knows there is very little wiggle room there, but she wiggles anyway.
Later that day, at ER#3, in seven days, mom is admitted. She has Congestive Heart Failure and these visits are becoming increasingly common. They have to drain the water out of her, which isn’t as painful as it sounds.
It is mainly giving her an elephant shot (in her IV) of water pills and then she does the draining. She may even come home today. I plan on sleeping after that.
I announced to the whole family, last night, that the next person who goes to the ER will just be shot on sight.