Mom’s Hospital Stay

Last Saturday morning Mom was unresponsive. Appropriately, her nurse called 911 and an ambulance took Mom to Baylor Medical Center in Waxahachie, where I work (Phil is a nurse anesthetist there). It was a 10-minute ride. Maribeth and I met the ambulance as it arrived at the emergency room.

Indeed, Mom was unresponsive at that time. Her vital signs were fine but her state of consciousness was not.She had a CT scan of her head and they discovered nothing new: no midline shift, no blood masses, and no tumors.

A short time after her arrival, she began to respond a little. She would open her eyes on command, but could not speak. She could grip with her hands when we requested her to. That was the beginning of her improvement.

They admitted her to a private room on the 3^rd floor. I stayed with her. About two hours later, she spontaneously opened her eyes and said “Phil”. In a short time she began to speak but was a little lethargic with her responses. She slept most of the day while we attended.

After an EEG, Carotid Artery Doppler Study, and an MRI, the higher cerebral heavy-weights (doctors) were not 100% sure of the correct diagnosis. Some, including me, thought this was a TIA (transient ischemic attack) from a little plaque slough off from her carotid artery, which blocked some small vessels temporarily in her brain. Yet others thought her experience was from a special kind of seizure activity. The point now is moot.......Mom improved.

She stayed at the hospital for 4 nights for evaluation and further observation. Even the physical therapy department of the medical center came and worked with her. Things went well.

She was discharged back to Pleasant Manor Health and Rehabilitation center after 4 nights. She is well loved by staff and residents of that facility. They called and asked about her while she was at Baylor Medical Center and they were happy to have her back.

Mom is not only back to the Rehab Center, but she is back in her PT routine to gain strength for walking. They have this device kind of like a walker, called a “merry-walker”. It is an enclosed walker device such that, if Mom gets fearful of falling, she simply sits down, since the seat is underneath her at all times. We discovered that her Achilles tendons have contracted which hinders her ability to stand up straight. We will be working on stretching those little hummers out a bit over the upcoming days and weeks.

Today Mom’s spirits were good. Even in her darkest moments, she still maintains that comedian-like sense of humor. Yep, she’s still a comic. Maybe that’s why all of us and so many other people love her so!

(Posted by Phil, Fran's baby boy.)