It's been a while since I've posted but I have a good reason for it all. The past 6 weeks have been a whirlwind to say the very least.
It all started with the holidays coming up and just getting ready for Christmas, getting presents bought and things knit and then all hell broke loose.
A couple weeks before Christmas, D's Dad got sick and ended up in the hospital, after tons of tests and lots of discussions we found out the infection that he had in his heart came back. He talked it out with us and his doctors and they thought that quality of life was the most important thing. So on Christmas Eve the decision was made to stop treatment and send him to Hospice Care. Christmas Day was a sad and solemn and instead of celebrating we spent the day together as a family without one.
Two days later I took my Mother-in-Law to visit my Father-in-Law and to make sure the facility he was in was all set and they had all the necessary paperwork. We had a nice day, we went to get coffee and lunch and all was a-ok. Later that evening was the beginning of the end.
She called us to let us know she wasn't feeling well and she had some odd pains in her side so she was calling the ambulance and going to the hospital herself. We drove across state and met her at the hospital and couldn't figure out what was going on. They ran some tests and the doctors were all puzzled and couldn't find the source of her pain and the cause of it. But while she was in the hospital the doctors and nurses noticed that she started to slur her words so they ran a few more tests did a CT Scan and found that she had a small stroke and over the course of the next few days she had several more as well as a massive one that left her unable to speak and in a comatose state. From that point it was just a few days and she was gone.
During this time my Father-in-law is still in Hospice care unaware of his wife's condition we thought it best that he didn't know what was going on because we didn't want to put anymore unnecessary stress on him. Over the course of the next 12 days his condition worsened and finally he passed as well.
I think the saddest thing I've ever hear was from my husband when we received word that he Father had passed was he hung up the phone looked at me and said "What do I do know, I'm parentless"? My heart broke, I know the feeling of losing a parent and trust me it's hard, it hurts it positively sucks. But loosing both parents 12 days apart is absolutely unthinkable.
With all of this going on I haven't even had a moment to think about myself and our issues with the exception of one thing. During the middle of all this commotion I had my one year follow up with my Neurosurgeon and found some good news. The little "critter" is stable, it hasn't grown or moved or done anything and they are confident at this point we can hold off for at least a year before the next follow up. But what does this mean, it doesn't mean it won't ever grow or I won't need surgery but it does mean the next year of my life I won't have to worry about it. So this is the good news that I needed to get us through all the crap of the few weeks before.
I'm still hoping for good things in the future and I still waiting for our family but right now things are on hold while we deal with all of events that happened in the last few weeks.
