I have been missing in action from the site for a few weeks. So much has been going on.
My job had me on special assignment away from my building for the last two and a half weeks. As you know, Kierra also had surgery a couple of weeks ago. Then the following Friday my 72-year-old grandmother had surgery.
My grandmother’s doctor sent her to progressive care after surgery. I talked to her on the phone Saturday afternoon. By the time I got to the hospital Saturday evening, she was non-responsive. I called for the nurse to come and check on her. The nurse said that my grandmother needed some rest. I was not buying that explanation. My grandmother is the type to say if she needed some rest and be blunt about it.
My cousin was there with me and called her mom. So my two aunts came out to the hospital. The nurse came back in and fed my aunts the same story. They requested the doctor to call them as soon as possible. The nurse noted it on the chart and we all left.
Sunday morning I got a call from my aunt. She told me that my grandmother had a heart attack Saturday after we left. The doctor moved her into intensive care and she was put on a respirator. Things did not look good. My aunt assured me that she would be alright and if there was any change she would call me. Shortly thereafter my cousin called to tell me that everyone was on edge. There were many arguments going on between my family members. So I decided not to go to the hospital.
On Monday I went to visit her after work. My cousin was there along with my uncle in the waiting area. When I walked into her room, she was sitting up in bed. I told her that I had been out there on Saturday. She didn’t even remember that I had been there. We talked for a little while and I was relieved that she was feeling better.
Tuesday my husband went to visit her while I stayed home with Ian and Imani. He reported that she is doing well. She was eating and cracking jokes. It seems as though she is back to normal!