My life changes cont. Part 2

So Thanksgiving was good as usual and I don’t think I could’ve asked for a better one. Christmas was coming and my mom was already buying decorations and a tree. Her tradition is right after Thanksgiving she puts up her tree and she decorates the hallway on our floor. She was super excited because she was about to have two more additions to the family. My younger sister was pregnant with her first son and my only brother wife was pregnant with her third child and it was a little girl. She always got excited around the holidays and made sure that all the kids had candy on Halloween, Easter baskets made by her. She loved the kids and she was kind of sad because she couldn’t have a huge Christmas like she always did. She had promised that next year would different (2013) because she would start early. I told her not to worry because she can only do what she could do.

 Christmas came so fast and I knew that during this time my job could end. My position was only temporary so this came as know surprise.  We got up Christmas morning and my mommy was in the kitchen burning them pots. We had a little bit of everything, ham, turkey, mac and cheese, sweet potato pies.  You name it we probably had it there..lol We opened up the gifts we did have under the tree and she was excited about all the gifts she received from us as well. She would get excited over the pajamas and slippers my daughter gave her for Christmas. She never complained and was always grateful for whatever we could give her. The very next day I noticed that she was walking funny but really didn’t look into it because I thought it was just her leg hurting her. She had previously had a stroke in June and that mess her up. She had constant headaches and pains in her joints. I never knew that she was in so much pain until it was  to late. I went out on a with my sister the night she got sick, we went out partying and it was a good time. However I had to get up at 7 am to be to work the next day. I came home a little after midnight and I notice that my mothers condition had gotten worse. She was off balance and her words were now coming out with a slur. I asked her why didn’t she go to the hospital and all she could do is laugh and she fell back on the bed. I knew that she was not in her right mind and something was very wrong. I told my sisters to take her to the ER and see what was wrong with her. She fussed  and said she hated the hospital and didn’t want to go. At this point she had no control over her bowels and she could barley lift her leg to put on her clothing. My father came in the room and told her to get up and go to the hospital and she looked at him the same way she looked at me and said she wasn’t going anywhere again. Finally she was dressed and ready to go. She tired to walk down the stairs and we wasn’t having that because I know she would’ve fallen flat on her face and broke her neck. She went to the hospital with my sisters and I told them to call me once the doctors tell them what was wrong. Five o’clock in the morning I heard my father yelling at my mom telling her to stay at the hospital. She had lied and told the doctor that she had headache but was feeling better. Yes she tried to sign herself out the hospital.

I had gone to work and awaited the news on my mother. I get a call and  I am told that she had a very bad stroke and this time it left her paralyzed on the left side of her body. I was in total disbelief that my mother may never be able to walk again. Being that she was paralyzed on her left side it affected her vocals which meant that she could barley talk and her heart was working double time to pump blood to her brain.  I went up to the hospital with my baby girl and everyone was up in her room so we had to wait until someone came down. I called upstairs because I needed to go up there to see my mother. I walked in the room and what I saw instantly took my breath away. She had feeding tube shoved down her throat and she laid there helpless. To be cont..

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