turps

I'm trying to think how to sum up the last week or so, but it's all jumbled together now in a lot of driving, visiting and many emotions.

Briefly, after nearly a month in hospital, mam is home. In the time she was there she cried often -- seriously, I took so many 7am calls where she was crying down the phone at me wanting to come home. Had her meds changed often, had disagreements with some of the nurses, stopped eating, was diagnosed with a silent heart attack, was then told that heart attack was borderline so maybe didn't happen. Cried more. Was doped up to the eyeballs and unresponsive for a day. Finally got a diagnosis and the right meds. We also got the hospital social workers involved who were going to do an assessment for equipment she needs to safely live at home. At the weekend it was arranged that would happen Monday. So, Monday morning I went to Gateshead with James, had a lovely morning walking the riverside and visiting an art gallery, then got a phone call saying mam was being realised that day, which was a case of, the fuck?

That day. To put it mildly, it sucked. Kayleigh phoned the hospital to basically ask why mam was being discharged when the assessment hadn't been done and that while mam has a downstairs toilet, the bathroom was upstairs which she wouldn't be able to assess. Mam found out and flipped. By the time I got there she was hysterically crying in a corner saying she was going home even if she walked out herself. She sobbed. She tried to pull out her own IV. When one of her favourite nurses told us to take her out of the ward in a wheelchair to see if she'd calm down mam then refused to go back into the ward and demanded that the nurses took out the cannula in the corridor. Which yeah, not going to happen. Got her into the day room and tried yet again to defuse things while she called Kayleigh names for interfering and repeatedly said she'd walk.

So, in the end she got to go home. We've taken her bed downstairs as she can't manage steps and have a load of meetings set up with various people who can hopefully offer practical support, because of course, as soon as she left the hospital the hospital social workers couldn't help, meaning starting everything from scratch. At the end mam also had a water infection that led to paranoia which was fun, like yesterday when we had to take her to the doctors for a blood test and she nearly left when she thought James was making a doctor's appointment for her.

I was supposed to be going up there later this morning for a meeting with someone from the housing association, but mam's phoned saying her heating has gone off and she's freezing. So I guess I'm going up earlier. I should go and leave this to be honest but I haven't even started to get dressed yet and was enjoying a relaxed morning.

While all this was going on Corey found out he failed two of his A levels so couldn't go back to Durham for his second year. Let me tell you, the day I had mam crying at me on the phone in the morning and Corey at me in the evening was not a good day. Thankfully he's already found himself a new course and college and has been given a place. So he's much happier now.

Fannish wise. The bbb mods were wonderful and gave me a late posting date when I asked. This way I have more time to make my story at least readable because I really haven't been in the right headspace for writing lately.

annemari keeps her star status for keeping me in the loop in terms of Mikey. There's been some lovely photos of him lately, which I may share when I'm not so pushed for time.

The Great British Bake Off came back last night!

And finally, a potential Nsync reuinion happening at the VMAs. I really hope that it happens. A sparkly boost would be amazing right now.

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pensnest

That's a lot of stress to be coping with. *massive hugs*

turps

It has been frustrating. But hopefully things are on the up now.

topaz119

ugh, being stuck in the middle of both generations is exhausting and dispiriting at times. I'm sending good thoughts across the pond to you and I'm glad to hear Corey has found a new course and college. We'll keep our fingers crossed for the VMAs--we could all use a little dose of sparkle in our lives this season.

ugh, being stuck in the middle of both generations is exhausting and dispiriting at times

It really is, as I'm sure you well know.

I'm joining you with that finger crossing. So many people could do with a boost of sparkle right now.

dine

oh honey - it sounds like things sure have been awful. I'm hopeful your mam improves a bit now she's home, and that you won't keep being called in to resolve emergencies.

glad Corey sorted things out, but sorry that he was stressed and adding to your (already high) stress levels.

*hugs*

Mentally mam is much better now she's home. Though I do wish the antibiotics would finish off her water infection completely. Her paranoia was much better yesterday, but even so, she was jumping at every noise.

I'm so glad Corey got into the course he wanted. After the initial disappointment and upset at failing, the transfer has been relatively easy. Hopefully it'll stay that way.

sperrywink

What a day, sigh. Good luck getting everything straightened out and dealing with your Mam's medical issues.

I'm glad Corey found a new college and program! That is good news.

Sparkly news, who would have thought!

Monday started so well, and ended up terrible. I was looking forward to the Big Brother final too, but just couldn't stay up to watch it.

It is good news. Though of course he's going to yet another college that's a long bus journey away instead of the one just up the road. But, it's the course he wants and he's willing to travel.

I know. I never thought we'd get such a thing.

turlough

What an exhausting mess! I feel so sorry for you. And for your mam too. I hope you'll manage to get everything worked with a minimum of frustration for everyone involved! *hugs you a lot and sends ALL the energy and coping stamina*

That's so good to hear about Corey.

That's very nice of the mods. Good luck with the writing!

I don't know how I feel about the Nsync rumour. If I'm interested at all. I guess I'll just have to wait and see how I react if it's true.

It is a mess. Things would have been much easier if she'd stayed in hospital another day or so and being assessed there. But once the doctors said she could go that was never going to be an option for her.

Corey's happy about his new course. Which I'm very glad about.

I'm also glad that the mods have been so understanding. It's good that they have been as the story has more than doubled since the first draft.

I'd love to see all five together again, especially if they sing. But it's not the immediate emotion I'd have from an active fandom. More, a reflection of what I used to love so dearly.