How's that for a title of a blog post....Geeez....
Anyway, that's sort of how I'm feeling. You know how I kind of picked myself up and together after this all happened recently and said that I felt good things coming my way including lots of health...well, I guess I should have knocked on wood or something.
This past Saturday night we got a call that my grandfather (who I grew up near and who I adore) and who lives in upstate NY in pretty much middle of nowhere was airlifted to a larger hospital because he was bleeding and the couldn't figure out why he was losing massive amounts of blood. He was in the ICU and it didn't look good. So my mom & I hoped on a plane (I say that like it happend with ease & grace, not) but it was really a MAD DASH around my house throwing stuff into a backpack, leaving lists for Will about field trips, and egg drops and readathon forms, making easter baskets, kissing the kids goodnight and then laying in bed wide awake for 3 hours before leaving for the airport at 4:00AM. Oh, and I should mention that if you buy a plane ticket not 14 days in advance, but more like 14 MINUTES in advance it costs A s%*t load of money. I'm talking I SHOULD (for the amount of $$$ I forked over to UNITED) BE on a BEACH in FIJI sipping a cocktail. But alas I'm in rainy upstate NY.
Gramp is now stable (thank goodness) but really weak due to the fact that he lost massive amounts of blood (still unknown cause) and that caused a heart attack and related damage. I'm trying to keep his bride of 60+ years calm and distracted until we can bring Gramp home because they are a mess being apart from one another. I was supposed to fly home tomorrow but I don't think I can until Gramp can leave the hospital (my mom can't be in 2 places at once - in the hospital caring for Gramp and at their home taking care of Gram). I should note my husband is a ROCK STAR. (Well, other than on Easter morning putting cartoons on so he could distract the kids while he hid the EGGS because he forget to do it!!!?!?!)
So anyway my friends, I've been immersed in elder care the past several days and all I can tell you is this, IT IS NO FUN GETTING OLD. SO GO HAVE FUN NOW. While you still can. Seriously, I don't want to be 88 years old laying in the hospital wishing there were things I did or places I visited or people I could have loved MORE or adventures I should have had. GO DO IT NOW.
Posted by LobotoME at 6:13 AM