Folks in our neck of the woods are keeping an eye on Hurricane Isaac, not because we live in Florida but because we don’t know where it might go next. It wouldn’t be the first storm to take a right hook and make a backdoor visit on the east coast. Even if it isn’t at hurricane strength if it hits us, it could drop a lot of rain and potentially cause major damage. So we make plans, check preparations, listen to the experts and wait.
Today the nursing home called and said my Dad has stopped eating again. I’ve noticed that his weight has dropped since the last episode a couple of weeks ago and his already low energy level is even lower. The next act in this play unfolds. Tomorrow we’re back in the Dr’s office and I have an additional appointment with the Neurologist set up for Monday.
When I got home from work, I found my daughter unconscious and sprawled at the bottom of a flight of stairs. Her body was twisted. I feared the worse. With effort I managed to get her awake. She could not move or feel her legs. I called 9-11. At the ER all of the tests came back negative and the feeling returned to her legs. We went home. Tomorrow we’ll be in our Primary Care Dr’s office. I’m sure they’ll be specialist appointments set up for next week.
My son had his first soccer practice of the season this evening, there was supposed to be a parent’s meeting afterwards. I didn’t make it to either the practice or the meeting this evening. My son understood, sadly he’s used to crisis. I don’t care if the coach understands or not but tomorrow I’ll need to contact him and there are several practices next week.
Tomorrow is going to be a full day and next week is filling up fast. There could be pain, potentially major damage. I need to make plans, check preparations, listen to the experts and wait.