Today is our first real day in New Orleans. Today is Pepas 86th Birthday! Happy Birthday Pepa! Like he said when we drove into New Orleans "back at home at last!" He has been gone from New Orleans for so long, but he still remembers every nook and cranie. Go Figure??
Shelley had dialysis at 10:30 this morning. Everything went as scheduled we dropped her off on time, and the Dr explained that it would be about a 4 hour procedure, as we already expected. When we returned to pick her up the security officer who worked inside was waiting for us to pull up outside. The Dr wanted to talk to me immediately. My heart immediately dropped into my stomach. I went to the back to talk to him. He explained that Shelley did not do well at all. In fact, the dialysis was not able to be performed at all. When they hooked her up to the machine they had told her it would be a minute and that minute turned into an hour. She did not like that too much. She got very upset and ripped the needle right out of her arm causing an open wound. From that point on they tried to stick her again in a different area but she would not sit still and it just wasn't going to happen. Poor Shelley she doesn't know what is going on. For 37 years of her life she has lived in Arlington with my grandma and grandpa in a very familiar safe environment. Now with Mema gone and it just being her and Pepa on a new journey to live in a new state with new places to go and no familiar faces at dialysis. This is just not what she is used to. The Dr explained that with out being able to perform the dialysis that we would need to keep a close eye on her for the next couple of days until we arrive in Biloxi Mississippi. That is where she will have her next dialysis. This scares me because the Dr also explained that he did not hear a heart beat in her access, which is located in her arm, and that could mean a blood clot. I asked him to please explain to Pepa all that he had told me and we would let him decide. If any of you know Pepa you already know that he wouldn't let anyone decide anything that has to do with Shell but himself anyway. I love him, but again he is a stubborn Blessey! He decided that we would just wait until Biloxi and keep a close eye on the situation due to the fact that Shell had already been through so much. I should have stayed with her during dialysis, but they wouldn't let me. Next time i will explain the situation and not leave the clinic. Note taken and Lesson Learned!
After we left the dialysis clinic we decided to go on with the party. After all, it was Pepas birthday and he didn't want to dwell on the negative. I had bought him his favorite cake, carrot cake with cream cheese icing, to celebrate at Uncle Billies house with Aunt Jane and the gang. It was very nice. We sang happy birthday and had a great time. Putting what had just happened behind us and moving forward.
After the party Uncle Billie took us back to the hotel where we decided to rest from our once again busy day and get dinner later. We woke up around 8pm and drove across the street to McDonald's to eat. Man I am gonna gain some weight with all of this fast food i have been eating. I need to slow down.
Back to the Hotel we went. I got Shell ready for bed and gave her, her medicines. Off to dream land we all went. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? You just never know...
Trying to fall asleep myself I had a very hard time putting all of this behind me, what had happened with Shell and all. Being that i feel like I am responsible for the both of them on this trip i just could not find peace about the situation. God please guide me and direct me with what the next step should be. I feel so sad. :(
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