Today was jump started with a panicky call from Dad saying his nose was bleeding really bad like it had Monday but he couldn't stop it. I didn't know his nose bled on Monday. In my fog, desperately trying to claw out of sleep, it occurred to me he said he was headed off to the doctor. I asked if he could drive with his nose bleeding so bad. He assured me he could and said, "I'm leaving now. You can call ahead if you want. I love you." *click* I stood there looking at my phone like it could help. Big problem. The clinic doesn't open until 8am and it was 0745 his time. So I brushed my teeth and did my normal morning routine then paced until 8am. I made him the only same day appointment I could for 0910. Then paced some more. Did he make it okay? Really praying hard that he did. By lunch time I hadn't heard from him so I called his house every 20-30 minutes for a few hours. Finally I called the clinic to ask if he had checked in for his appointment and was told he had. I was transferred to the nurse and got voicemail. So I left a message and paced some more. FINALLY, Dad calls and says he went to the ER (they don't have one at the clinic) and they had packed his nose. It seems Dad had bought a nasal spray sometime recently and had irritated his nose to the point of bleeding. I asked if he had gone to the clinic and he said no. Now I'm confused since they told me he had checked in. The nurse from the clinic called me an hour or so later to say that he had indeed gone there but they couldn't adequately treat him so the doctor sent him back the 7 miles he had come, with a bleeding nose, to the ER in town. Ugh! So I talked to him after the nurse called and he said that he was going to remove the packing tomorrow. After 20 minutes of trying to get him to tell me what the papers said about removing the packing (3 pages) and him asking me every few minutes what it was I wanted to know, he suddenly said, "Uh..umm..uh oh..." and the phone fell. I'm panicked. For the next 3 or 4 minutes I was trying to decide whether to call 911 when he picked the phone up to say his nose was bleeding again. I asked how bad and he said, "Oh just a little. Don't worry. I won't let myself bleed to death." Men! A few hours later I called him back and it was still bleeding a little. I am now praying all will be okay overnight. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to go insane.
My sister had surgery today for a double knee replacement. I was finally rewarded with a call nearly 3 hours after the surgery was over to find she is okay. Since my dad had his nose bleed today he had forgotten about the surgery. Small blessings, I suppose.
I found out today that one of my dearest friends likely doesn't have breast cancer as her primary doctor thought she might have. Rather, an enlarged lymph node. It requires further testing so I'm praying that turns out to be nothing.
Onto the good part of the day...one of my friends called today to tell me her friend that she has known for some time mentioned that her dad has dementia and he is becoming agitated and losing the ability to care for himself. So my friend tells her that she knows just who she should talk to...me. She calls and asks would I be willing and I excitedly say yes. I'm not excited that her dad has dementia. I'm excited that there is someone that I can help. So I email the lady and give her a little info on myself and tell her about this board. I went on to tell her about the three wonderful women on here that have helped me immensely and encourage her to join the forum. Judy, Nina, and Deb, you have all helped me and I will help her. I know that if she pops up on here you will help her, too. It felt so good to be able to reach out and help someone.
Oh on a side note that made me feel like screaming...I found out tonight that my older sibs, who had agreed to plan the family reunion on June 30, have done nothing. So I get to do that. And plan a "Fear Factor" birthday party for my soon to be 12 year old son. Oh and let's not forget Easter. But I will get it done because I refuse to disappoint my dad or my children.
I had blessings today and I cursed a little. The joys of life, right?