written about August 17th
Hello,
In the morning of the 17th,
I said to Leroy, “You look so tired, why don’t you take a nap?”
Leroy replied in his whispery voice, “I
think if I close my eyes I will not wake up again.”
With little success, I tried to
convince him otherwise. So he stayed up and we got to see the new TV up and
running, but not as completely as it could be because the internet was not
available. The new appointment was set for August 29th. Maybe that
would happen.
Leroy continued sank into more and
more despondency. After we had eaten in the evening, Brian noticed that Leroy
was not walking very well. Brian supported him and then Leroy became even more
distant. Brain asked Sarah to help him get Leroy to the car and we would go
back to the ER. Leroy could not seem to think to move his feet. Sarah moved his
feet and Brian held him going down the stairs. On the sidewalk Leroy did move
his feet, but there was a certain amount of pulling and tugging to get him to
the car. Thank God! Brian and Sarah were here. I could not have managed this on
my own.
At the ER, Leroy was barely talking,
just moving his hand frantically if he wanted something. Brian stayed in the
room with him while Sarah and I sat in the waiting room, then I went back to be
with him. By this time he was barely talking at all, but agitatedly tapping his
hand on his leg or stomach. Brian had said that all of his vitals were good. I could
not interpret all of that, but I could see his blood pressure was a little
higher than usual.
We could again use the internet at the
hospital so we had good phone service. We let Miriam know that we were back in
the hospital. She immediately started wondering if she should come. I suspect
she felt a bit left out. It was hard to know what to tell her.
When I went back in with Leroy he kept
waving his hand toward his groin. “Do you have to go potty?” I wondered. He
shook his hand no, but kept pointing. I asked, “Did you wet yourself?” I asked.
He nodded. I buzzed the nurse and let
them know. No one came. The doctor came in. He commented, “I do not know what
to make of this because all of the vitals were good, but he is not responding.
I want to have him stay overnight so we can observe him.”
I went back out to let Brian have a
turn and we talked about what to do. There was some discussion among us, if
perhaps Brian should stay so I could get some rest. Leroy had indicated that he
was afraid and not to be left alone. He thought he was going to die. In the end
I stayed because Leroy wanted me there. I did go home with Sarah to collect a
light blanket, small pillow, and my knee pillow so I could sleep in a chair if
needed.
In the meantime Miriam decided that
she had to come.
To be continued.
Paula
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