Friday, January 25, 2013
So, my mom ended up in the hospital yesterday. She's been refusing to eat and was totally dehydrated, despite the fact that "I've been drinking lots of Ensure!" Oy. She also may have pneumonia...she's had a bug since Christmas, the doc put her on antibiotics on Friday and told her to take care of itself so it wouldn't turn into pneumonia. She has a horrendous sounding cough, sounds like she's got lots of fluid in her lungs.
When I left the hospital, around 9:30pm, to drive back home (they live about an hour and a half from me), they were still trying to stabilize her blood pressure, which was all over the place...it would be at like 110 for 45 minutes, then suddenly shoot down to 83. Bizarre. Nurse said it could be caused by the dehydration or possible lung infection. I seem to remember that the last time she was in the hospital for dehydration, the same BP stuff happened.
Haven't talked to my dad yet today...I don't know how late he was there last night and my parents are super late risers anyhow, so I figured I'd wait to hear from him rather than risk waking him up.
This is the third time - that I know of - in the last six months or so that she has started refusing to eat, but my dad claims it's not a deliberate shutdown thing, he thinks she doesn't feel well and isn't hungry. I don't know...with dogs they say when it stops eating you know its time has come and I have to wonder if she is trying to shut down. She's been depressed for years, because she's in terrible physical condition, but she won't do anything about it, which is a source of endless frustration to me.
ANYHOW...as for me...even though I took a rest day yesterday I decided to sleep in instead of working out this morning...with all the bugs going around I figured the rest was probably more important than the run today. But I've actually gotten a pretty good stair workout...went to a meeting on the 5th floor (I'm on 2nd) that had gotten delayed, so I came back to my office and had to go back up 20 min. later. And I just ran up to the cafeteria and back (6th floor) to grab a sandwich. So I feel like I've done something, despite no "workout" today!
Anyhow, we'll see what happens with my parents. My dad claims he is really, really, for real, ready to move into assisted living...but I've been fighting this fight with them for like five years now and every time there's a crisis he starts talking assisted living and then once the crisis is over it all passes. But the crises are getting more frequent, and worse, and he does seem pretty serious this time. He will turn 80 in a couple months, and he was diagnosed with emphysema last year, and his energy level has just really gone down, he's having trouble keeping up with being her fulltime caregiver. Plus he just can't pick her up off the floor anymore when she falls.
So that's the haps. Continued motivation for me to stay fit, let me tell you.