Now I'm Sick..again?!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
So after all the stuff about my mom's room changing the "big day" finally arrives. In the days before I got to meet one of my Mom's future roommates and she was really, really nice. I actually thought she would be good for my mom.
So, when the day arrived why did I suddenly burst into tears? I was so afraid for my mom for some reason. I didn't know if she would like it and I was afraid she wouldn't get any sleep. But, I (and my mom) had been ok with things. What was going on??
I left my mom's room and was just boo hooing in the hall way. The nurse came over and told me it wasn't going to be that bad...she would get proper care...etc. etc. After a while the person in charge of moving my mom came over. I said, I'm just so afraid that the MRSA (the staph infection my mom's been fighting) will come back or she'll give it to a roommate." All of a sudden that person said "i'll be right back."
When she came back she told us we couldn't move Mom because one of the roommates had an open wound. (Why didn't they check this before). Anyway, the long and short of it is that my mom doesn't have to move until they find a suitable roommate.
So, Mom and I settle in for a visit (we had already taken down her pictures and things) and I told her that I had to leave because I was just too tired. I had to go home and go to bed.
You guessed it, I got into bed and couldn't get warm. I had 3 blankets on top of me (mind you it was in the high 70's outside) and the coldest chills. I took my temp and sure enough...100.8
It was a drag because I had been looking forward to a conference I had planned to attend the upcoming weekend. How sick was I?
Not that sick (hurray!) My fever never came back after a dose of tylenol and a good night's sleep. My body and mind was just telling me...ENOUGH.
I go to the conference, go back to work and now, my throat is so sore, I'm dead tired again and I my voice has gone bye-bye.
I am SO GRATEFUL that I have sisters and brothers to help with my mom's care. I'm also grateful that my mom isn't so bad that we have to be on top of everything at every minute. If we can't visit one day, she'll be ok.
I hope this is just a little allergy or quick thing. But it looks like an early bedtime for me.