This is where I'd rather be . . .
But this is where I've been . . .
My mother-in-law just got moved out of critical care last night and what a week it has been. She had a heart attack last Wednesday and things pretty much got progressively worse from there. Why is it that the minute you get into a hospital bed, things just spiral? She wound up in kidney failure - a result of the dye from the cardiac catheterization, most likely. Heavy doses of fluids would help with many, but with the multitude of cardiac and pulmonary issues my MIL has, she had congestive heart failure. Okay, so a little of this, a little of that . . . steroids to strengthen her lungs gave her an incredible rash, she also wound up with thrush and best of all - massive confusion, which led to another whole series of "stuff". But, she started rolling her eyes and tapping her fingers last night, so that's a good sign.
We're moving along . . . slowly . . . and I truly miss my life. Does that sound selfish? Okay, I'm being selfish right now. I do not like being on constant overdrive. Years ago, I thrived on that lifestyle. Not any more. One of my biggest pet peeves is negativity, so I'm not going to moan any longer. Just want to say I miss you all!