I got a call around midnight Thursday night from my brother saying that my father had been found on the floor of the apartment and was being taken to the emergency room by an ambulance. I went to the emergency room to find Dad hooked up to so many machines with five nurses around him.
He was bleeding in his brain. At 6 pm he seemed fine when he talked to his neighbor, but by 11, he was on the floor. Then the doctor gave me the choice of his staying at the local hospital or being taken into Boston to Brigham & Women’s hospital, I said he’ll go in Boston.
He has been in the neurology ICU since Thursday night with 1 on 1 nursing care. He was out of it yesterday but the nurse had him in a chair today when I was there and he was with it and talking. He looked better. He still has a drain in his brain and is hooked up to a bunch of different machines and is in the ICU but he is doing better.
This is not really how I had planned to get him into a Boston hospital with better doctors but if it helps him, and it will, I will be happy. With Dad in the hospital, I have been a bit depressed lately. I was trying to hold it together but I was worried Dad would die. When I went to see Mom, she smiled but would not talk to me. It was all just overwhelming.
I am going to go to the Chowderfest with friends tomorrow before going to the hospital. That will take my mind off of things for a bit.
My 2 year blogiversary is tomorrow!