A week ago Tuesday (April 19) my 77-year-old mother was in a bad car wreck. She was taken by helicopter to the hospital in Amarillo (same hospital she was at 6 weeks ago). At this point, she's still in ICU but has been improving a little every day.
She had a major closed-head injury and was bruised from head to toe; broke some ribs; and was unconscious for several days. She was on a ventilator for 6 days, then a forced air mask (like for sleep apnea), and is now on the nasal cannula. Her internal organs were all bruised and swollen, including the recently-healed lungs, heart, and kidneys. Her blood pressure continues to cause some concern, and she had pneumonia again but they've got that licked. She does breathing treatments every 4 hours and still gets several meds in the IV.
She can talk (though her tongue and throat are bruised and swollen), write, brush her teeth, and wash her face. She has short-term memory loss and cannot process more than 3 thoughts together. She is not yet up and walking but she does sit in a chair for about 2 hours in the morning and 2 hours in the afternoon. She sleeps a LOT, and gets really cranky when woken up. She doesn't remember that my dad has died and keeps asking where he is, but that is part of the short-term memory loss. She accepts it when we remind her how he died.
We expect her to be transferred to a rehab facility within the next week, but have no idea how long she'll be there or if she'll ever return home. She damn sure won't be driving anymore. Right now, I'm taking care of her house, mail, and bills and my sister is taking care of the hospital visits, doctors, and treatment decisions since she's in the same town. I spent the first 7 days at my sister's house and visited my mom as often as they'd let us, and have been back at work just the last few days. I'll be going back over tonight and will spend the weekend so I can visit her.
Sometimes I wonder how much more we can take, but most of the time we are plugging along and doing what we have to do.
Last night I continued working on the hairball mohair scarf since I got another skein of the brown moonlight mohair. Its going quite well and will be finished this weekend. (too late to wear, but I can fondle it until fall) Knitting last night was wonderful mindless therapy.
I got "The Little Box of Scarves" Tuesday at Barnes and Noble. I have to say, I've already got "Scarf Style" and was not overjoyed with it. Some of the projects in it are too much for me. (I wanted to love that book and just can't...) The "Little Box of..." is a collection of project cards that can easily be carried in your bag-o-knitting and frankly, are simpler projects than those in Scarf Style. Also, the "Little Box of..." uses a lot of those novelty yarns for the projects, so I can use up some of those fibers I purchased out of sheer lust. Gotta love that, since Mr. Scooba has discovered the stash... and was somewhat dismayed. Why does he go poking around when I'm not home? I don't mess with his toolboxes or lawnmower...
Sorry for the lack of pictures in this post. I have some gorgeous Iris blooming right now but haven't had a chance to take any pictures or even enjoy them myself. The local greenhouses are open and I want so badly to go get some new bedding plants, but there isn't time right now. My patio pots need to be re-done too. Perhaps I can work that in during the evenings next week, on the days I don't go see Mom.
Other accomplishments this week? Car insurance is now on auto-draft at the bank, cell-phone plan upgraded to cover the minutes we use, Joe's disability paperwork completed and turned in, paid the cable TV company the remaining 8 cents balance (!), dogs got groomed, and Joe's dental work completed. (cleaning, 2 crowns, a root canal, and some fillings) We thought we were going to lose the dental part of our insurance when he went on disability, so he got all that work done, but we actually do get to keep the insurance after all.
If you have a chance, please say a little prayer for my mom, ok?