Day 3 in
Captivity:
Last night I received a phone call
from my mother around midnight when she informed me that she was on her way to
the ER with my daughter Charleigh Joe. According to mama Charleigh Joe had
vomited a large quantity of bright red blood, enough to scare my mother who is
not easily upset.
I was already asleep and I thought
that my bad luck/karma/negative occurrences had passed, little did I know the
worst was yet to come. Once she arrived at the ER, she had lab work and CT
scans and it was decided that she needed a higher level of care and was
transferred to Vanderbilt Children’s hospital via ambulance early this morning.
Of course I tried to find a flight
out and was unsuccessful in finding one for less than 700 dollars. My mother
assured me that she was fine and that I should not worry, she was going to be
with her and my other children were going to be with my brother Chad and his
wife Megan.
Jeremy and I fretted all night and
day and by this afternoon, mama was satisfied that she was fine and it was
probably sinus related. She started bleeding again this evening and has been
type and crossed for blood transfusions, has continued to run a fever despite
fluid bolus’, and antibiotics. My mother and my baby are all alone in this huge
hospital and I have never felt so helpless in all of my life.
If I had known any of this would
happen I would have never set foot out of the state of Tennessee. We have a
flight out tomorrow but it is not a direct flight and we will not arrive until
around 5pm. All I really want is to go home and I will not venture out without
a great reason ever again. I feel as if I have traded a little pleasure on my
behalf on the backs of my family. Guilt is overwhelming and I am drowning.
I sit in our hotel room, keeping
check on my phone, making sure it’s charged, etc. It’s as if I can will the
situation to change. My mother is so worn out and I can’t do anything about it.
My daughter is so sick and I can’t do anything about it. My sons are being
watched by my family and everyone is away from me. I knew my instincts were
right. I’m not cut out for traveling.
I realize that this did not happen
because I decided to travel, but I could have been home so that I could have
taken care of it myself and comforted my other children. I am very glad to have
seen my family but I sure wish I was home.
Maybe it was just bad timing. You won't have kids living at home forever and as they smaller ones get older, you will feel less guilty. I know your heart is aching because you just want to get home and if I could, I would give you that $700 to go straight home. I'm so sorry your vacation was a nightmare. Rick and I will come to you next time to visit.
ReplyDeleteI know you would give me whatever was needed if you had it. I love you guys very much and yes, you will be travelling next time.
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So sorry Farrah, I know you must feel horrible but Charleigh Joe is in good hands with your Mom..You will be home tomorrow and everything will be better..Don't beat yourself up over this. Your a good Mother and you deserve a break..Will be keeping Charleigh Joe in my prayers..Trust me all will be fine..
ReplyDeleteThank you Barb for your kind words and reassurance of what I already know. I just needed to see her myself. My mother took very good care of her and did exactly everything that i would have done myself. We are here now and I couldn't be happier with the care she has received. Thank you again for always being the one who could lift me up, I have needed it.
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