Sunday Hubby and I went to rehab to visit Mom for her birthday and try to bring her a little cheer. At her request I had made a lemon cake with buttercream frosting (her favorite). We brought all the cards that came to the house for her and also brought her flowers and a small planting of Paperwhites for her to enjoy while they grow.
She was so pleased to see us and enjoyed the fuss. The staff came in and sang “Happy Birthday” and shared the cake. As you can imagine, rehab was a wasteland with as many people as possible discharged before Thanksgiving. While we were there vitals were taken and the machine registered a pretty low BP which they took manually to check. Still low, 90/45 and the nurse asked if she normally experienced an irregular heartbeat. Which she does not. But she wasn’t in any distress so all seemed okay, they would recheck in an hour or so.
She called around 6:30 to say she was hitting the sack. Pretty early for my mom, the former night owl, but she has been through a lot lately so it really didn’t surprise me. At 7:30 the phone rang. Mom was letting me know they were calling the EMT’s to take her to the hospital where her surgery was performed three weeks ago. I asked why not our local hospital and they told me to call the desk, which I did. Fortunately the response was just that they usually send people back where they came from, but they had no problem sending her to our local hospital so her primary care doctor would be able to see her. Thank Goodness!
She was in Atrial Fibrillation when she arrived with a heartbeat of over 175 and a blood pressure as low as 60/40. Boy, those are scary numbers to look at sitting by the bedside. But she was awake, alert and talking to the ER doc, so they got to work hydrating her and carefully giving her medicine to start to drop her heart rate (hopefully without dropping the blood pressure at the same time – not an easy balancing act). Three hours later she was well on her way to being stable and to a bed in the hospital.
For a week now I have been struggling with wondering if Mom could withstand the weekly trips to the hospital where her surgery was done. Now, thankfully, she is back under the care of our doctor who put out a consult with the local orthopedic surgeon who operated on her last year. I hope between the two of them we can find an easier solution for her care and comfort in the coming weeks and months. She is on bed rest right now and has a catheter. Even though I am not a fan of catheters, when they went to use one just to grab a urine specimen in the ER I suggested that with her fracturing pelvis, and the non-weight bearing order for her left leg, maybe it might be a good idea to leave it in to eliminate a lot of bed pan/commode type movement.
Thanksgiving week isn’t the best week to be in the hospital. Mom reported this morning that some doctors were on vacation. I expect that means our orthopedic doc, but films are ordered for today and we will just have to wait to see what happens next. For now she is as safe as she can be.
Hopefully she will be home for Christmas. That would be nice.
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