Routine

 
MIL is still in the hospital.  They are running all sorts of tests to determine what exactly happened to her on Tuesday.  Was it a mini-stroke?  Is it a bad case of vertigo?  Is is the pinched nerve in her neck acting up?  We’re waiting (not very patiently) for the test results.  The family doc decided to keep her for at least one more day.  She’s getting meds to help with the dizziness, the nausea, and the horrible headache.  She’s also a tad dehydrated so she’s on IV fluids. 
 
I’ve always said that if MIL is complaining about something, then she’s fine.  It’s when she stops complaining that Hubby and I know that something serious is wrong.  See, MIL is a "glass half empty" kind of person and being stuck in a hospital brings out the best of that part of her personality.  The bed is uncomfortable.  The nurses are waking her up in the middle of the night for meds and bloodwork.  The other people on the floor are too noisy.  The food is bad.  It’s something that Hubby and I have gotten used to over the years when dealing with MIL and her health issues. It’s our routine. 
 
How sad is it that we have a hospital routine?  We do the same things in the same order every time that MIL is in the hospital.  Over the past 10 years or so, she’s been in the hospital quite a bit.  We recognize the nurses on the heart floor and in the ER and we know them by name.  What’s even scarier is that they know us by name.  I know that I always have to have a current list of MIL’s meds and medical history on me to make check-in easier. I know what things to pick up at her house when she’s admitted to the hospital on an emergency basis.  I always buy her two bottles of diet Coke from the hospital cafeteria after she’s assigned a room and Hubby stops at the gift shop and buys her trash tabloids.  I check the phone and the TV remote to make sure she knows where it is and Hubby adjust the blinds on the window.  We’ve done it so often that it’s second nature.    
 
So even though we are facing a new medical issue this time, the routine is basically the same.  Maybe that’s why we aren’t completely freaked out about the "mini-stroke" label just quite yet.  
 

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4 responses to “Routine

  1. Beth

    I hope MIL is OK.  I know it must be a chore doing all of these things for her.  By taking care of her now you won\’t have any regrets after she is gone.

  2. Nadine

    Honestly…. and unfortunately, I see that "practice" has given you an edge. There\’s no freakin\’ out. No mad dashes. You know what is needed without a lot of hassle. I know that sounds creepy. I thought about deleting it but At least you have a plan. When I get that kinda news…..I stop everything. Have a small freakout. And then I rush around tryin\’ to do the right thing.
     
    Hang in there!!

  3. Jim

    Being in the hospital makes me nervous.  Even if it I am not the focus of attention.  Just visiting someone in the hospital makes me nervous.  I hope she gets better soon.

  4. Linda

    I hope they figure things out quickly.  Are you doing okay?

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