It happened so fast - mom was mobile (tho uncomfortable) until Sunday when she deteriorated sharply and by Monday AM she could stand using the walker but wouldnt walk because she was afraid of falling (even with two of us supporting her).Miss Meh wrote: ↑Wed Apr 01, 2020 12:37 am I've been working from home since 3/18 - happy to still have a job, obviously, but things have really, reeeeeallly slowed down work-wise this week so freaking out a little bit about that.
"Home" is a house I share with my mother who had a fall around Thanksgiving and has a wound on her leg that won't quite heal. Her wound care doctor's office has been closed since 3/17 and she hasn't left the house since then, and is freaking out because all the old people are dying. She won't stop watching the news, and crying.
She didn't have a fever & the leg wasn't visibly infected, but she was dizzy and disoriented at times (no headache) & while we were waiting for her Dr to call back she started talking about how she wished my brother (who passed in 2006) would come for her. Doc was more concerned about the mental than physical status because he said a blood infection could cause that so he said to take her to the E/R - we had to call the paramedics to get her to the car but we drove her ourselves because they would have taken her to the nearest hospital (that botched the leg the day she fell) not the one her Dr's on staff at.
E/R only allowed one person with patient so my brother-in-law & I waited in the car - my sister called about 15 minutes later saying mom's heart had stopped so come right away. They asked us if mom would want to be put on a ventilator and when we both said no they said they would stop CPR and she would pass shortly.
I feel like such an asshole for being relieved, but mom's been miserable for the past few weeks - not only the chronic pain in the injured leg but she also developed a rash on the other leg due to venous insufficiency that there's no cure for. And the coronavirus fear in top of all that - I'm hoping she's finally at peace with my brother, dad & all the family doggies that have crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
On a lighter note, today when my sister and I were looking for the paperwork on mom's pre-purchased burial plot we found a zip lock bag full of birthday and Xmas cards to me from mom in her cedar chest. Why she never actually gave them to me I have no idea, but the bag had a note from mom taped on the outside that said "Miss Meh, don't be scared - nothing bad in here!" When I opened the 1st envelope there were 3 crispy $100 bills inside the card, and by the time I got all the cards open there was over $3000 in cash on mom's bed.
After thinking about it all day, I ended up giving the money to my sister because I'm still getting a paycheck (and fingers crossed will continue to work from home til this is over!) but her pre-school will be closed til at least August so she'll be short 5 months pay instead of just the usual summer break. They usually put something aside during winter/spring to tide them over the summer but this year they had to spend that $$ on a new furnace. I couldn't live with myself if I knew my sister was struggling financially, so yay for mom, coming to the rescue!
Thanks for letting me ramble, needed to get the story off my chest because it still doesn't feel real.