Hi everyone! I meant to pop in to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, but things have gotten really crazy the last week or so.
So our initial plan was to leave on Wed. the 23rd to head down to Orlando. Getting everything ready and packed and then all hell breaks loose. My father woke up with a sore back on Monday morning. Complained that he did not sleep well and he was just tired and probably slept crooked. My mom stayed home from work part of the day to watch Christopher. He started feeling better on and off throughout the day. That evening, he heads up to bed, back still hurting. I go home with my husband and Chris. At about 10 pm or so, I get a call from my mom saying there is something wrong with Dad and she called the Fire Dept. My brother was home, and was in the other room when he heard my Dad let out a growl and he ran into the room. My Dad was having a seizure and was falling to the floor....my brother caught him, laid him on his side, and kept him away from objects until the convulsions ended. Now for those who remember, this is similar to what happened in February, which resulted in the breaking of 4 vertebrae, and the neurologist cleared him saying he did not have a seizure at that time. So the EMTs get there (we have one two houses away so he ran right over) and thy take him to the hospital. I stay home with Chris and my mom, bro and husband go to the hospital. When he gets to the ER, he is evaluated, rather quickly but not extensively, and put onto a gurney with metal rails. At 2 am, he starts seizing again...my mom and bro had to yell to the nurses to come over (who were less than attentive) to bag him. But before he was tended to, he slammed his head and shoulder into the side of the rail which resulted in a goose egg and a broken shoulder! (we are potentially looking into legal action for this negligence). THey gave him anti-seizure meds along with some other stuff and he has not had one since. However, the orthopedist is saying h may need surgery for the shoulder!
So of course my mom is at her breaking point, especially since the day after my Dad was so miserable and nasty (mix of meds and confusion due to the seizures)...but lucking he was better on the 23rd. So my mom told us, you have to go to FL, we are going to lose a lot of money if you don't. And at this point, he wasn't in any danger and nothing was being done about the shoulder so we wound up going. Found out that my Dad was discharged on Christmas Eve and my brother's fiancé (who is a PA) looked over his med records and said that she did not see any reason why he could not go. So my parents boarded a plane on the morning of the 27th and they are here! Dad is in a lot of pain, but the water therapy he is doing (by that I mean the resort pools and Discovery Cove) and seeing his grandson has put him in a good mood and even physically feeling better.
So that has been our adventure. Never a dull moment in the KFish household....
Sorry for the long post....I will try to post some cute pics of Chris when I get a chance!