Whew, what a week. It’s when a family is going through a trial that the true colors come out! This past week the Thurmon/Wiley/Norris crew has been through the ringer it feels. Nana was in the hospital and to put it mildly had a few ups and downs. At one point her blood pressure got so low her kidneys and liver were not perfused so they started to fail. After a few days, lots of fluid and diuretics she came through!! Nana is a tough ole boot!!! (I mean that with the most love possible and she would agree). It is tough being on the other side of the ICU door! Waiting on the doctors to give us one sliver of information that we all hang on to until the next visitation 4 hours later.
On a high point my family has become up to date on all the kidney lingo! Since I’m interested in nephrology this makes me quite happy that they were interested in urine output, creatinine and BUN. (all labs that measure kidney function, just ask my mom or dad for an explanation, they are experts now!)
Through the ups and down we stuck together. We pulled each other up when times looked grim and celebrated the smallest victories. We celebrated when nana was awake, we celebrated the fact that she tried to get out of bed 4 times last night because that showed us she was gaining strength, we celebrated when she drank a juice cup, we celebrated when she was sitting up in bed, and we celebrated when the doctors or nurse spent time with us explaining what was going on behind the big locked ICU door.
Granted there were frustrations that accompanied each visit, yet we always tried to focus on the positive. We would laugh and talk to get our minds off what was going on and only had positive things to say to nana. We would tell her how good she looked. Yet, she didn’t believe us. Her response was always to look down at herself draped in wires and drab hospital covers and say, “ if you say so”.
This situation has made me slow down (once again) and appreciate all the small things in life. I can further appreciate my family, the time we spent together these past days and the support we received from friends and other family members.
Nana has always been tough. I remember calling her after my first 30 hour call at the hospital. I was just knew she was going to say something to make me feel better and show me pity. Boy was I wrong! The conversation went like this:
L: Hi, Nana
N: Hi, how are you doing?
L: I’m tired, I just worked 30 hours without sleeping.
N: Well, you will get used to it, this is what you went to school to do!
Ha, ha, ha!!! Not what I wanted to hear but exactly what I needed to hear.
Alas, nana is back in a regular room today and things are looking up for now. My mom is manning the fort tonight at the hospital and we are all waiting to hear where we go from this point. She has a long way to go but she has come miles from where she was just a few days ago.
Brad and I arrived back in Madison this afternoon late and I check the mail. There is a huge package from UMC Radiologic tech. program addressed to Brad! Brad opens it and finds out he will be starting rad. tech school in the fall!!!!!!!! We had our own little party in the front yard!
I feel as if we have been through the highest of highs and the lowest of lows these past few days. Such a roller coaster that is mentally and physically exhausting, yet it brings us all closer to each other. And of course the only constant in each of these situations was God. He was right there if I called on him or not just waiting for a high five, waiting to comfort and waiting to celebrate the big and little things, even drinking a juice cup.
Now off to get a cool beverage...