What a month....

**WARNING!!**
this is a super long post, with NO pictures. Its mostly for me to look back on. Oh and my Nana and Bo are like my 2nd set of parents. I love them that much, if not more than my first set! HA HA!


I think its the moon. Or maybe just the month. Or whatever it is, I wish everything would just go back to normal. Or maybe this is the new normal. Who knows. Well I know one person who knows. Him. And as long has He knows then I'm OK with that.

So what I am I rambling about?

Let me just fill you in on my month of October.

October started off with out a hitch. We had the fair, the boys turned a YEAR AND A HALF (holy cow batman!) and we went to Ft. Worth. All in one weekend.

 Fun times.

No Seriously, we were havin' a grand time!

Then out of no where. Well I really cant say "out of no where" because my Bo (my grandfather) his health has been declining steadily for the last few months.

But back to the, "out of no where" point I'm trying to make, my Bo, started to refuse to get out of bed. For NOTHING. OK well maybe if he had to do #2 (sorry for the TMI) but that's it.

Home Health had been coming over to their house, since his last stint in the hospital at the end of September. So it seemed that everything was kind of working its way back to where it was.

So we thought.

Then my Nana, up and decided to fire home health. Something on the lines, of she thought she could get something better for my Bo or something? I'm really not sure why she did this. But she did...

This was a Friday-the 8th if your keeping up...

Then the 9th-Saturday rolls around... And she calls me at work. Not surprised, but the next thing out of her mouth was a slap in the face type surprise....

"Melissa, my chest hurts really bad, I think its my heart, and I cant find your mom." My stomach hit the floor.
I said,"well she is at my house keeping the boys, but I'm on my way to take you to the hospital." I jump in my jeep and hit the gas pedal. All the while thinking, "how is this happening the day AFTER she fires home health? Who is going to take care of Bo, and then thinking, Oh God please let my Nana be OK."
All the while making arrangements with my sister and my mom of who was going where to take care/be with who via cell phone. Thank God to whoever invented those!!!!

So we make it to the hospital, and they decide to keep her a couple of days.

Then reality really sets in.

My Bo is at home in the bed, and refuses to move, and since my Nana fired the home health folks, their was literally no one there to take care of him. Lovely, just lovely.

So my mom basically had to move in with them to take care of him till my Nana came home from the hospital. Which would be in a few days. Or so we thought.

Things went from OK to bad to worse, and on Wed. the 13th (if your keeping up) the hospital sent her to a major hospital in a bigger town, 1.5 hours away. OH and she was in ICU at this hospital. NICE...

Yeah right!

So my mom, God love her, who still staying with my Bo,  have Amy and I race down to Tyler-where they transported my Nana too, and stay with her for a few hours.

And to be with the ones to talk to the DR. Seriously that talk was the most grown up I properly have felt in my adult life.

Our options?? Open heart surgery or try to control everything with meds and diet. Seriously??

 Amy then arranges for her MIL to stay with my Bo, so that my mom can head down to be with her momma too.

Stressed yet??? Yeah us too.. just a little..

Amy and I go back down right after I get off work, on Thursday night to be with Nana as well. We couldn't stand the thought of her being down their by her self. And then since Emily's baby shower was that Sunday, we  did a little shopping afterwards.

Then we proceeded to get lost. With me driving. At 11:30 at night. With Amy in the back seat laughing her butt off hysterically.
I may or may not have started to tear up a little, and  I may or may not have told Amy to ZIP it! We made it home and I was in bed by 2:00am.

My mom had called in her siblings... Dang skippy I would have too!!!
The 2 brothers made it that weekend to be with Nana. And they then all talked about the situation. My Aunt (who lives in PA) couldn't be here, but she had already made plans to come be with us the last week in Oct. (which is right now, and she is here!!! YAY!)

Oh and just for the record.... I had an "At Home" party that I went to on Friday night, then worked on Saturday, and then did 3 hour stint in Wal-Mart with Robby and the boys Saturday afternoon, then stayed up till 2am working on Emilys baby shower present which was the next day, Sunday the 17th.

They (my mom, her 2 brothers and sister) decided over the weekend to go with what Nana wanted to do and try to control her heart issues with meds and diet. And she got to come home Monday the 18th. I went to get her for my mom.

 All by my self.

And I didn't get lost!!! Go me!!

Seems everything was rolling right along just peachy after my Nana got home.

Till Wednesday the 20th, when my Bo finally decided that he would after all go to his Dr. Appt. They did an X-ray. He had a cracked back. When my mom called to tell me this news, all I could do was shake my head. Seriously? Lordy Lou.

He came home that Friday. Not because the Dr. let him, but because he refused everything they tried to do for him. He is THAT stubborn! man alive, and  people wonder where I get from?! Just saying!

Soooo we are now caught up to date. This month went from great, to bad, to really really bad, to bad again, to I guess the new normal.

My mom is still staying with them, because they really cant do anything for them selves. My Nana is just to weak, and my Bo is being him self and just ringin' his bell (literally, my mom gave him a bell to ring, cause she couldn't hear him when he called out to her!) whenever he needs something. HA!

BUT!!!!

Their has been good that has came out of this..... I have seen family, I would have other wise not seen because of all this. And for that I am grateful! I love visiting with them! And, we have been going over to my Nana and Bo's house just about every night for the last 2.5 weeks. I have really enjoyed that too. And the boys really have! They love to get their "coooookie" from Nana and Bo lets them sip Diet Coke (don't judge!) from his cup and straw.  They are just a little spoiled.

So that's my month in a nut shell. Hopefully my Nana and Bo will get better. I hate seeing them like this. But I am preparing my self in case this is the NEW normal for my family.