Saturday, May 14, 2011

Where I've Been This Week

Hi there everyone!

I know I made a promise to be better about blogging, but I've been gone all week. It was an unexpected trip and after what happened, I can honestly say that I wish I'd been home having a nice boring, uneventful week with nothing to blog about.

I'm not even gonna talk about my new product today. I'll save that post for another day. For today, I want to share with you how I almost lost my mom this week.

We had decided last Saturday night to make a spontaneous trip to Arkansas to surprise my mom for Mother's Day. We got there Sunday afternoon and had the best time eating, laughing, singing, etc. She decided to take 1/2 a day of vacation Tues so that we could go for lunch and pedicures. I was planning to drive back home on Wed.

On Tues afternoon, immediately after lunch/pedis, we went our separate ways. Mom went home, and my sis, husband, & I all headed back out to my sister's house. We were about a mile from my mom's house when my mom called my sister's cell crying that she needed our help because she'd fallen. I should stop and point out that my mom has severe osteoporosis at the age of 50 and had broken her right leg in 3 spots in the last 3 years. She'd only been walking unassisted for a few months since Jan 2008.

So, when she said she fell, I immediately called 911 because I knew something was broken. We turned around and went back to my mom's house as fast as we could.

We found out that she had indeed broken her leg again (femur this time) as well as her wrist. You can only imagine how hard that is going to be for her to get around knowing her risk of falling and breaking another bone. So, all of this was devastating to us and we were heartbroken at the long recovery ahead of her (it isn't your typical 6 weeks that most people have for a broken bone). The plan was to keep her in the hospital for a day or two, go home, then come back for surgery next week.

But then things took a turn for the worse on Wednesday. She had been taking Dilaudid for pain. 2 mg every 4 hrs. Around 5pm, she took her shot. Around 5:30pm, she made this gasping sound, so I got up to check on her. I knew immediately something wasn't right, but I was afraid to go for help just yet as I didn't want to 'cry wolf.' Her eyes were about 1/2 open, and she was breathing, but it was a long pause between breaths. I was talking to her, shaking her gently trying to get her to just say something to me. She was totally unresponsive. So, I said to Jeff, "I'm gonna go find a nurse." and started walking to the door. I looked back over my shoulder, and her face was purple. I'm not exaggerating. Purple. Like you tied a string around the tip of your finger and cut off circulation. Purple. So, I took off down the hall (Jeff says he was ahead of me, but I honestly don't remember much of what happened).

Thankfully, her surgeon had just been in the room a bit ago and was sitting at the nurse's station. I yelled out to him, "Doctor! She's purple!" He quickly came into the room and started shouting her name and trying to get a response. He went for help and before I knew it, the room was filled with people. They put a pulse-ox monitor on her, and her oxygen was at 33. I was out in the hallway shaking and crying and praying. I tried to call my sister, but I couldn't even talk. Jeff ended up taking the phone from me and telling them what was going on.

It's all a big blur really, but I know it took several minutes for them to revive her. They gave her a shot to counteract the meds they'd given her and worked hard to get her to take a breath. The dr rubbed his knuckles on her chest (she has a big bruise to show for it), but the way he finally got her to breathe was to bend and manipulate the fingers on the hand of the wrist that's broken. It was that pain that finally made her take a breath.

You guys, this was by far the scariest moment of my life. I just knew she was gone. Of course, she doesn't remember any of it, but I am still incredibly shaken up. I keep seeing her purple face. I refused to leave her side much after that, and even now I'm nervous about being back home (300 miles away). I talked to the dr the next day, and he said that she may as well have been lying at the bottom of a swimming pool for the amount of oxygen she was getting. He said if we hadn't been in the room with her to go for help, she likely would have died. You can rest assured that I'll never be leaving a loved-one unattended in the hospital ever again as long as it's within my power to be there. One of the staff doctors told us that this kind of thing happens frequently... a least every couple of weeks!

She's doing much better now though she's in considerable pain. She got to go home today, and she'll go for wrist surgery on Tuesday. I believe with all my heart that we were there this week for a reason. We *never* make trips, especially spontaneous, to Arkansas. The last time we went was for Thanksgiving in November.

So, that's where I've been this week. I drove back to Wichita today, and while I'm ready to get back to my normal routine, I'm nervous about being so far away. I need to get my house in order, and get back to work.

I appreciate all the thoughts and prayers from those of you who knew what was going on. I believe we witnessed a miracle this week!

8 comments:

Mary (Happy Now) said...

Oh, Libby. What a tale! I cannot even imagine... Sending warm thoughts to you and your family!

Jen Tapler said...

We've been thinking of you guys! So glad you were there!!

Mozer said...

Oh wow Libby! Praying for your mom and for you! How amazing you were there at the right time!

Kim said...

Oh Libby, I am so sorry to hear about your week and I will pray for your mom's recovery. God is good! Love you, Kim

~Angie said...

Been thinking about you Libby and wishing your mom well...will keep her in my prayers~

Adrianka [helenvader] said...

So good you were there honey. *hugs*

Ms Katy said...

So sorry to hear of this! Arkansas is a good place to visit.. if your family is well.

Kenny said...

Oh, Libby, how frightening! If there's anything I can do to help, let me know (I mean it). I'm just down the road. Love you.