I'm here... I've been 'quiet'. Here's why.
About a week or so ago my dad was admitted to the hospital and taken to the ICU. [he's fine now, well kind of]. My parents don't live near me, nor do either of my siblings live near my parents. Thankfully my brother Brent and his wife, Margaret [nurse extraordinaire] flew down to help out, find out, take of all the details.
My dad had some internal bleeding following a colonscopy + endoscopy that lead to a reallllllyyyy low blood count and he needed 8 units of blood. Because they took him off of his blood thinning meds he's at risk to have another stroke or heart attack. Hence the he's better BUT.
I waffled heavily with do I load up the kids, catch a flight and head down to see my parents OR do I pawn off the kids while my hubby works so that I can catch a flight. Beyond worrying about my dad I was concerned with walking into an ICU or any hospital for that matter and catching something then getting hospitalized myself. Which felt selfish yet practical. My mom assured me I didn't need to come, but for a couple of days my gut told me otherwise. #torn
My brother secured 'help' for my parents. They now have someone in the house on a daily basis helping with all the medical and household chores. This is such a relief for my mom as she's healthy but pushing 80 and needs to slow down a bit.
Soooo.... this is why I've been quiet. I've been thinking of writing, filling you in, but didn't quite feel like sitting down and really sharing.
I have on the other hand felt pretty good 'this week', even social. #nowthat'sanewone