Before I post pictures we took with the Tiki God, I thought I'd give you an update on my Mama and my brother-in-law.
Mama went to the surgeon who told her that everything looked like it was healing correctly and that her drooping mouth would eventually get better. He told her her eye had nothing whatsoever to do with the surgery. He told her to go see her GP to talk about the dizziness.
She saw the nurse practitioner at the GP's office. She told Mama that she thought she had had a stroke and asked if the surgeon had prescribed physical therapy. Mama told her no. The nurse practitioner thought she heard a little rattle in Mama's chest and Mama has had a snotty nose (you can so tell I have a kid otherwise I would say she had a stuffed up nose

) lately so she prescribed some meds. She also told Mama to go see her eye doctor about her eye.
So, she scheduled an appointment with the eye doctor who asked her if she had had a stroke. Mama told them no. Then, they looked back at her chart and saw that her eye had always drooped and even had notes that said they could get her eye lift surgery covered by insurance.
By this time, I am thoroughly pissed off. Why? Because her surgeon and his nurse (who were both in the operating room and back and forth in the recovery room) had already told her that this wasn't a stroke. It was from the compression on the nerve in her neck. They had also told her that this was normal and would take a while for her to get over it. Now, the nurse practitioner and the eye doctor (both of which had not looked at her recent hospital records) are telling her that she had a stroke. Excuse me....are either of you a neurosurgeon? NOPE! Mama was all worked up thinking she had had a stroke and nobody had told her or that she was misdiagnosed and should have been prescribed physical therapy. I was actually getting quite worried because Mama was getting really depressed.
Last week, my aunt (my mother's sis-in-law) had the same surgery as Mama. Mama called her to check on her. Guess what! She has the EXACT same symptoms/after-effects as Mama. Yep, drooping mouth, numb chin, drooping eye and bobbing arm. Hum.....did her doctor say she had had a stroke. No. These are just things that my aunt will get over with the passing of time.
Now, Mama is feeling lots better and is more encouraged than ever. She sees that it is not just her that has had these things happen to her. They have made a pact to call each other every other day and compare notes. Praise be to God for giving her somebody to talk to.
On the subject of my brother-in-law, he's home from the hospital. They released him Friday.
My mother had to call my sister every evening to see how things were going. This was while they were still at the hospital. I've told ya'll that my brother-in-law has
always been a horse's but(t) (didn't want to get bleeped). I know that he loves my sister and his kids but he's always been.....ornery. It's hard to describe. They have had to tip-toe around him as long as I can remember.
Anyway, when Mama would call my sister, she had these stupid convert type conversations. Like.....his blood pressure is better, he walked some today, the "other" is better too. The man knows he is an *** (before AND after this stroke), why don't they just say "his temperament is better today". What? Do they think he doesn't know he's a fartface? Or, why didn't my sister just step out of the room and go down the hall to talk? Lord have mercy, I couldn't live like that.
All of the roundabout talk would get Mama upset because she would assume the worse. I've tried my best to keep Mama calm but it's pretty hard to do when I have such a strong opinion on the whole thing. My opinion? Still the same...they can call me when they need me or when they want me to know something.
Okay, now that I've provided this really long family health issue update, I'll move on to more fun things.....pictures of the Tiki God. Coming up real soon!