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September=Better?
Sep. 2nd, 2009 06:12 pmGood Thing: My grandfather had the surgery and came out alright. No word yet on how the surgery actually went re: fixing his medical problem, but he was awake and talking and not dead so I'm counting that as a win. This was the hard scary part, now we just have to get him home. He'll probably be in the hospital a little while longer, and then back to the rehab center to build his strength up, and then home. It helps that even though my grandma is not physically capable of doing a lot of the assistance he's going to need (she's 5'0" and tiny and he was an Air Force sergeant), my uncle and his wife live with them, and they both are. So we'll see. I'd like to see him home, or at least medically stable, before I go back to school, but I don't know how likely that is.
Other Good Thing: we don't have to put our dog to sleep. Half the times I woke up last night I was having nightmares about my grandfather dying in surgery; the other times I was having nightmares about this. She's had a hacking cough all summer, and the last few weeks it's gotten worse, and yesterday she wasn't eating. My dad made a vet appointment for this afternoon, and I spent the whole day rigid with fear that even if they could find what was wrong, they would say they couldn't treat it because she's pretty old. But she's kinda sorta okay? I mean, she has an enlarged heart and fluid in her lungs. And she's old, and that's not going to change. But the heart and lung problems are treatable and we have her on medication now, and we'll have her with us a little longer. That's enough for me.
So yeah, today has been completely and utterly exhausting and I am spending the rest of the night watching TV and cuddling my Tigger and not thinking about ANYTHING, but. Things are going in a slightly more positive, less panic-inducing direction than they were? So, okay, deep breath and trying to move on from the Month of Epic Suck.
Other Good Thing: we don't have to put our dog to sleep. Half the times I woke up last night I was having nightmares about my grandfather dying in surgery; the other times I was having nightmares about this. She's had a hacking cough all summer, and the last few weeks it's gotten worse, and yesterday she wasn't eating. My dad made a vet appointment for this afternoon, and I spent the whole day rigid with fear that even if they could find what was wrong, they would say they couldn't treat it because she's pretty old. But she's kinda sorta okay? I mean, she has an enlarged heart and fluid in her lungs. And she's old, and that's not going to change. But the heart and lung problems are treatable and we have her on medication now, and we'll have her with us a little longer. That's enough for me.
So yeah, today has been completely and utterly exhausting and I am spending the rest of the night watching TV and cuddling my Tigger and not thinking about ANYTHING, but. Things are going in a slightly more positive, less panic-inducing direction than they were? So, okay, deep breath and trying to move on from the Month of Epic Suck.