I have not dumped Sunday's room.
Ok ladies, now I really need prayers and pixie dust--big time.
a little surprised to see me here at 3:30 a.m.? wasn't I supposed to be at
Disneyland with my Mom? Well, I was. We checked into the Paradise Pier at 3-ish and went over to guest services and turned in her Costco voucher and got her new annual pass and gift card,. Then we went to DCA and tooled around--took in the Bug show and had a late lunch/early dinner at the Pacific Wharf Cafe. It was starting to get cold--and lines were really long, so around 7-ish we decided to head back over to the hotel. We were almost at the hotel and she was behind me--and all of a sudden I heard this crash. How it happened I don't know--but she had toppled over on her scooter into the street!@!!!! I guess the incline was too much or something and over she went. She was immediately in a lot of pain and people (non-Disney people) came running from everywhere. It was amazing. One lady ran in the hotel and asked for help and security came out. People were standing around her to make sure a car didn't pull into the hotel and hit her lying on the ground. Security said a nurse was on her way and she would examine my Mom and make an assessment of whether paramedics were necessary. Well, I could tell from her moans that they were necessary so I told him to just call them--which he did over his radio. Security people kept arriving, then the fire dept. arrived then two nurses arrived. One lovely lady (a complete stranger) was sitting with my Mom this whole time holding her leg up to keep it from hurting while I was talking to the security/fire/nurse/paramedic people. Of course, they decided to transport her to UCI Medical Center. I took her scooter upstairs and then drove my car to the emergency room. By the time I got in to see her they had already taken x-rays and within minutes they came and told us that her hip was broken and she would need surgery.
The next few hours were doctor after doctor coming in to examine her. Finally around 1:30 a.m. they moved her to a room, where we then had to go through another whole round of questions about her medical condition. I got home about 20 minutes ago and am trying to de-stress enough to go to sleep. I went and checked out of the room. We don't know what time the surgery will be later today. I'm going to try to sleep for a couple of hours then call the hospital for news.
So prayers and pixie dust for my Mom please! (Oh, and the hotel was kind enough to refund all of my money--oh, and one other weird thing--when I came back to the room to put the scooter in before going to the hospital they had given us turn-down service, left three giant Mickey rice crispie treats and many chocolates, a picture of Mickey and Minnie and a towel animal! (well, really a towel cake). I don't know why. I'm really bummed because my Mom would have been really tickled. And I'm feeling terrible that if I hadn't taken her to DL this wouldn't have happened. .. . .