My goodness it has been a while since I posted! As you all know life can get busy. Mine got busy real fast. I believe you all knew we were flying to Florida, June 12th, to celebrate Mom's 80th birthday, with tons of family and such. It was wonderful had a great 4 days. Saw family I had not seen in 30 years!!! Awesome! We came home got busy again with work and other things. Then I get the dreaded call that Mom is sick. Having what the Doctor's are thinking are TIA's. She has been in out of the hospital Since June 25th, my family decides to call me on the 29th. I WAS NOT HAPPY!! They did not want to call and worry me???!!!???? What!! Do any of you have family like that. Well, my friends, you can imagine not only was I extremely worried about my Mom but I was furious with my sister's who happen to live closer, one only minutes, the other about an hour, away from Mom and Dad. I could go into to all the discussions we had and anger that flew around...but, I won't. Just know they have promised to keep me in the loop with my parents health no matter what. I have the right to worry if that is what I chose to do!
Anyways. Mom comes home from the hospital and spends one good day and then sufferes another episode that is worse by far, and is hospitalized again. They call me and make the decision to return to Florida. My wonderful husband makes all the arrangements and we return to Florida on July 2nd. Mom is still in the hospital but looking good. They are running every test imaginable on her, find that it is not mini strokes. In fact they are not sure what is causeing her problem. It is strange but she feel her "head filling up with pressure, minor pain base of skull, and a pulling sensation to the left. Inner ear has been looked at, poked, probed, tested, you name it. Brain has had almost evry test done to it imaginable. Oh and she feels very sick when this is happening last two episodes is associated with vommitting and sever weakness. While we are there visiting and helping my Dad out, mom comes home from the hospital and is feeling pretty darn good. Everyone breathes a sign of relief. Lasted all of one day. Next morning she rises at 5:30 a.m. to go to the bathroom and experiences an episode and falls! Breaks her right arm! Yes and she is right handed. Emergency room confirms it's broken at the wrist. Soft cast and home we go. Mom feeling a little depressed. Me worried being my time their this running short.The following Monday we are instructed to go to Orthopedic for them to apply a hard cast. Okay. No problem. "Hey Mom get a lime green cast!" Oh no. Not that simple. Orthopedic takes one look at the xrays and ask if she is pretty independent, needless to say she is until this. He tells her if she want the hand to work like it did before, blah blah, blah...we need to do surgery! My mind goes reeling. Something is going one with her that they are not sure of, but they want to put her under anesthesia, WHAT! Okay. I beg the Doctor to please do it ASAP explaining that I am only here temporarily and must return to California. He graciously agrees and the next morning my mom is operated on and has a steel plate screwed into her radius and wrist bones. She handles it like a trooper! She comes home and does great. Not wanting us to dote (?) on her. Wick and I have only one more day left before we have to return to work. She continues to do great and we leave feeling confident all is on the up swing. (sigh) It is and it isn't. When she is feeling good she is doing great. You can't keep her down. But she has had more episodes and more doctor's visits, and of course I worry. All we can do it wait and see.
Been home a week and playing catch up at work. I need to spend some time and read what I missed on Xanga! I pray all has gone well with all of you. I missed the week of triple digits in California, was beautiful in Florida.
Forgive all my typos wrote this in hurry and now must get to work!! Take care.

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