So I'm sure most of you have heard, either from me or from Janalee, that my dad had a small stroke.
Yesterday was the most scared I have ever been in my life. I had no idea what to expect. Dad called me from work and tried tot ell me that he couldn't talk. First he wanted me to come pick him up, but then he decided to drive himself home. At first my dad wouldn't go to the hospital, even though I asked him a few times. But after I let him take a couple naps over the course of the afternoon, called Janalee for advice, and came to him crying, he agreed to go to the emergency room. We got there around...Oh, I don't even remember. Probably around 10. Grandma and Grandpa met us there around 15 minutes after we got there. They got Dad all hooked up to an IV and all sorts of monitors. I feel bad for giggling about it not but he was so pissed off. He didn't want to be there AT ALL. I hope he understands that it was better to go and have them not do a whole lot other than tests, rather than not go and just wait it out. I don't think I would have slept at all last night if I didn't have a doctor tell me that he was going to be okay.
Well, we ended up having grandma and grandpa go home around 11:15 because dad was getting frustrated having everyone there. I could tell so I helped him get them to leave. They wanted dad to stay over night, but he talked them out of it. We ended up leaving around 1:45. Dad was getting grumpy and tired of being there so he started pulling off all of the wires and everything stuck to him. The nurse came in as he was getting his shirt on lol. I think he was a little intimidated by dad because he just said okay well I need you to sign this saying you're leaving against our best advice...have a nice night. He told me to take care of him, which I have been. I'm going to drive him downtown to see Terra's mural unveiling. Then I'll bring him home and make him some lunch. I think grandma said she wanted to make us dinner and bring it over tonight, but I doubt if he'll let her.
Anyway. That's what's been going on. I cried more yesterday than I ever have in one night. It's the scariest thing knowing there's something seriously wrong with the ONLY person you have to turn to in your life, but not being able to do anything for them because they don't think they need the help.
I'm SO glad he went to the hospital. I'm SO glad he's going to be okay. I'm SO glad that my aunt was able to help me through it. I'm SO glad my grandparents were at the hospital to support me.
It's times like this that I realize how thankful I need to be for every day I have my family.
:)
2 comments:
You shouldn't have to go through this at such a young age. I think you'll have to be the grown up here and force your dad to take care of himself. Hopefully this was a wake up call for him to do it. You two have always been so close and relied on each other but you must know that there are all of us who love and care for both of you. We're here for you.
My Mom is right, we are here for you. That's what family is for! That is so much for you to have to deal with. You know you can always give me a call! I may not be there in UT to help, but sometimes a sounding board and knowing that someone cares helps. You and Greg are in our prayers. Everything will be alright. Don't hesitate to call- ever!
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