Brian’s mom, Sally, had a stroke yesterday. She was driving her car when it happened, but she was blessed to not hit or hurt anything or anyone including herself. Drivers nearby watched her erratic manoevers and pulled over to help. They recognized the sign of a stroke and called the paramedics who took her in an ambulance to the hospital. After much convincing, she allowed the doctors to give her TPA, the drug that if taken within the first three hours can help reverse the symptoms. Yesterday, considering the circumstances, she was quite a happy camper. She loved being in the hospital surrounded by doctors and nurses talking about her medical history, family history, and anything else she wanted to say, plus having the undivided attention from three out of four of her children.
Today, not so much. For one thing, her left side is not responding. She can’t move her hand or foot. Yesterday she could hold up both her left arm and left leg for 10 seconds each. She also hasn’t woken up much, then again she’s always been a hard one to wake up. The nurse called us at five this morning to let us know of her worsened symptoms and to let us know that they were doing an MRI right away. Brian went over then to be with her. Now he’s at work and I’m keeping her company while she sleeps. The doctor is at this moment reviewing the MRI and will hopefully be in soon to tell me what’s up. Brian’s sister, Renee should be here any time which will be nice.
Well, since I last wrote, I talked to the doctors who were very disappointed by Sally's unexpected relapse. They told me that she will in all probability never regain the movement she has lost. The nurse said the staus quo will be no more. The hope we had yesterday is gone, and the news is heart breaking.
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