Dear Friends,
I know that it has been awhile since I
last updated you about Mom's transplant journey. The last 4-6 weeks
she has been battling nausea/vomiting and the doctors have been
trying to figure out the root cause. We enjoyed Thanksgiving with
Dad and Becca. Cody and Cassie were able to Skype us so that was
nice.
Unfortunately, life has taken a turn
for Mom; she is back in ICU. This time around we aren't 100% sure
what is happening with her body. We are waiting for test results to
come back. I will tell you that the doctors and nurses are doing
everything in their power to make her well. It is disheartening to
see her being incubated again, but I know that everything will work
out.
With that being said, I have been
trying to figure out what I am suppose to learn from this life lesson
Mom is trying to teach me. My worst thought is that she is preparing
me for when I have children. I tell you what I have never been so
tired in my life than I have been these last four months. I go to
bed late and wake up early. Showering is a challenge. I never knew
the energy required to bathe!(Trust me I still bathe and no I am not
depressed.) I guess my gray hair has tripled so I won't be so
disappointed when children make me have more. My patience level has
gone from sub-zero to zero so it's moving in the right direction.
Who knows what I am suppose to learn,
but it's amusing to come up with theories as I sit at the hospital
with Mom each day. It is even more amusing because this reminds me
of a conversation I had with Mom a month or two before her
transplant. She called to inform me that she wanted children in the
house. I very quickly explained that she needed to remember that she
has 5 grandchildren not more than 30 mins away and I am sure that my
wonderful brother and his wife would love to drop the kids off on any
day of the week. That is when she informed me that she wanted a baby
in the house, and I was the one who needed to correct that. I
quipped that I would run out and go get myself knocked up, but I
didn't know how that would solve her problem because I live in Utah.
She was horrified at my suggestion (which I knew she would be and
just wanted to give her a hard time) and said that's not what she
meant. She wanted me to move home, get married, and start popping
out grandchildren. I told her good luck with that and if she wanted
a baby so badly that she and Dad needed to hop on that and give me a
younger sibling. Her response was priceless! She said, but Robyn my
baby making parts have expired!!! OMG I love this woman with every
fiber of my being!!!
Funny story before I close......Monday
morning around 6, Mom's nurse was trying to wake her up to give her
that morning's medicine. For those of you who really know me and my
family know that we aren't morning people. Outside of my Dad, the
rest of us prefer to sleep in and wake up closer to 9am. Mom kept
telling the nurse to get out of her room, and he was like I can't Ms.
Statum because I have to make sure that you take your morning
medicine. After about the third time of Mom telling him to get out,
she finally told him that he needed to call security so they can have
him removed from her room! He then looked at me and asked has her
mental status changed. I responded nope that's my Mom! Mom is a
fighter so one way or another we will make it through all of this
with flying colors.
I ask that you keep the doctors and
nurses in your prayers that they will be able to identify what is
happening and the course of action to correct it! Our thoughts and
prayers are with each of you as you face your daily trials.
Much love,
Robyn
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