Ok,so after not speaking to her for 3 weeks just after 7am this morning I get a call from mum. She is in the hospital probably with gall bladder issues but shes too spaced out on morphine to tell me more. When I get too work, big sister also calls with pretty much the same story.
You can imagine twin's reaction, she wasn't sure to believe her or if it was a cry for attention and then felt bad that she felt like that. as I said to her the gall blader thing may explain her illness but not her behaviour.
Eventually not having heard anything I telephone the ward and get through. the Doctors are with her and she is going for a scan. Big sis talks me into picking up stuff for mum as she is likley to be in over the weekend. Thats even reminding her I have brusied ribs.
So eventually got a text from mum
"had a scan and unofficially confirmed that I have gallstones and an inflamed gallbladder. Given pain releif. Next step is putting scan results and other info together to decide treatment. Just want a decision, solution and home. Looks like this has been rumbling away from Sept. My own Doc thinks that the increase in my liver marker may also have been aggravated by my anti depressant and had reduced the dosage this week. I was supposed to see Robert (CPN) this afternoon to discuss this as apparently although i have been on this for some years sometimes it can become toxic (seratonan syndrome) which can cause viral flu like symptoms, diziness and hallucinations (though not bitchyness and spitefulness) along with optical problems, all of which I have experienced
A few days later:
sorry had to pause at that point and haven't had a break since then. Mum was in hospital from Friday through to Monday. She had her gall bladder out on Saturday and I'm officially back to seeing her again (oh the joy). She needed some things on Friday and I have keys to her house, plus my car is knackered and I needed to borrow hers (alterior motive). So I went on Friday night and Twin came with me but refused to see her, so it was up to me. Big sis sent a list of stuff she needed (couldn't come down youngest niece had a cold), but I didn't get it as she sent it to my work address and i was away at a meeting. Anyway went back again on Saturday after her operation and brought her more stuff. Dad was worried so he came along. i couldn't stop him but despite their relationship he does care about her. She seemed fine with that but the next day I got this text from big sister which made me cry, asking why the hell I brought Dad with me.
Sis has also given me a lot of hassle about twin not speaking to Mum and given her latest issues with dad (next blog) she's got a bloody cheek.
Anyway went back on Sunday as mum had complications and had to stay in another night and she chatted like nothing had ever happened and was fine and on Monday I picked her up and took her home. Yesterday I had to go and pick up her anti biotics so i feel like i'm back to being her chattle again. I'm phoning her at lunch time, so we will need to see the next thing, as I am now commited to seeing her again.
She also said and this takes the cake that she can't remember what she said to twin, thereby absolving her of any blame. "it wasn't me it was my toxic anti depressants etc". Twin ain't happy and frankly I'm worried.
What happens next is all dependant on if she has had anything to do with big sisters latest antics. If she has then I will never forgive her
As it is January was hell and February doesn't seem to be any better. not sure i'll make it through 2013
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