Remember last week when I said "when it rains, it pours?" Little did I know, the week would only get worse.
On Friday morning, I woke up to a panicked call from my Mamaw saying that Pawpaw was in the hospital. He had gone to the ER in the middle of the night and left a note that he was okay and didn't want her to worry. Between me, my mom, and Mamaw, I'm the only one that can drive right now so I picked up Mamaw and we headed to the hospital. We were having a chair delivered to our house that day so my mom had to stay there until it came, which ended up being a good thing since she wouldn't have had the energy to stay at the hospital all day.
We found out that Pawpaw had a mini stroke, which means he had the symptoms of a stroke but they are only temporary. By the time we saw him, he was pretty much back to normal, which was a huge relief. The problem is, a mini stroke, or TIA (transient ischemic attack), is usually a warning that a true stroke is coming, especially in the next 72 hours.
Later in the afternoon, I went back to get my mom and pack a bag for Pawpaw's overnight stay. Our hospital is gigantic and requires a ton of walking to get to the room, and my mom ended up getting sick from the walk, so when we left, I wheel-chaired both my mom and Mamaw, one at a time, down to the car. At least I'm getting some exercise while I'm here :)
The other big shock was that during all of the tests they ran on Pawpaw, they found a nodule on his thyroid. As y'all know, my mom is going through thyroid cancer treatment right now so finding this out really felt like a kick in the stomach to all of us.
I feel ridiculous and, honestly, embarrassed to be asking y'all again for prayers. I realize that this blog has been so down and depressing lately, but it is a blog about my life, and well, that's been my life for the past few weeks. I shouldn't say that- we have actually managed to have some fun, too!
If you aren't sick and tired of hearing me complain (I don't blame you if you are), I would love for y'all to keep the prayers coming. My mom is doing better than we expected right now and I absolutely believe it's a God thing. So many people are lifting her up in prayer and we can feel it. During all of this chaos, I sometimes felt like falling apart and just losing it, but I had an overwhelming sense of peace when I needed it most. Plus, I was the driver/bag packer/cook/wheelchair-pusher so I really had no choice but to stay sane :)