I did a nice long post last week, from work.
The words just bubbled out.
I forgot to send it on to home.
And left it open on my computer.
And my mate closed it without saving it.
It has been a hectic time.
I went back to work on the 13th and that night my friend had a bad breathing attack and was off for the rest of the week.
My boss also went off on the Friday to attend a wedding in the Cape.
It was hectic but I enjoyed it.
Even working a full day.
THEN last Sunday night my brother woke me up to say my Dad had had a fall.
He had a dizzy spell and fell onto a table gashing his leg.
My brother got him up and he went to the bathroom where he collapsed again.
I didn’t like the look of him.
And, usually, I quite like looking at him.
I called for an ambulance and the paramedics were just great. They took all his vitals which seemed fine but they were not allowed to attend to his leg.
So, they loaded him, complaining bitterly, into the ambulance and carted him off to hospital.
I followed hoping for flashing lights and driving through red lights but it was tame.
No traffic to talk about.
The hospital were also super.
Checked his vitals again.
Once more they were fine.
Stitched his leg and let us go.
I got to bed at three in the morning and was up at five thirty to go to work.
At a quarter to eleven Mex phoned to say there was something wrong with the old man.
I jumped in the car and raced home.
He had been in the kitchen making himself some toast when he had a funny episode and couldn’t talk.
He was a bit better by the time I got there but I was very worried.
He insisted he was ok so I gave him my Granny look.
Apparently, this works on 90 year olds as well as kids.
Told him we could do it the easy way or the hard way.
Either he got in my nice air conditioned car and we took a leisurely trip to the hospital or I called an ambulance.
He got in the car.
They did every conceivable test in the book.
And said he was incredible for his age.
They kept him in for the night to do more tests in the morning but I had to wait until eight that night to speak to the doctor.
I got home and fell into bed.
To cut a long story short they suspect a mini stroke.
He is on blood thinning medication and we are waiting for an appointment with a neurologist.
I took him to his GP on Thursday and he also says it was a mini stroke.
We just have to watch him very closely to make sure he doesn’t have a full blown one.
I dress his leg every day and that seems to be mending.
So…that is my excuse for not blogging for so long.
I have missed you guys