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Long couple of days
Dec. 8th, 2010 02:55 pmThe Bug is finally napping; he didn't, the past two days, and my nerves are a bit shot as a result. Doesn't help that I'm distracted and worried.
Grandma went into the hospital yesterday afternoon. She went to her doctor's appointment, and was admitted 10 minutes later. She's complaining about stomachaches and generally not feeling good. Mom was told by the doctor that when she was admitted, Grandma's glucose levels were down to 126, which is great, except that Grandma's never been under 230 since she was diagnosed, and they need to know why.
Part of the worry is that no one told Mom that Grandma had been hospitalized, and that's not supposed to happen. The hospital didn't call the apartment complex, or Mom, and the apartment didn't call Mom when Grandma didn't come home; both of those things should have happened. Mom went over to see her after work like usual, couldn't find her, waited a while, left, got freaked when Grandma didn't answer her phone, and finally called the county health nurse, who told Mom what had happened. **frowns in someone's general direction**
Grandma sounded thin and tired when I talked to her this morning, but generally coherent. More coherent than she's sounded some Saturdays, even. She said that they're changing her insulin doses, and going to keep her until she's stabilized. So, who knows how long that's going to be.
Of Mom's brothers, one just got out of intensive care after surgery for colon cancer (and couldn't be bothered to come visit anyway, he only talks to Grandma once or twice a year), and the other claims he and his wife have bad colds and shouldn't come. And their kids won't bother, never have before. Neither of Mom's brothers are likely to call her in the hospital, either. And that pisses me off. Bad enough that Grandma is likely to be spending her 85th birthday in the hospital (the 14th), but so much of her family won't go see her there.
Grrrrr.
On a less grumpy note, the sweet potato cinnamon rolls are a big hit. The kids like them, By likes them, and By's coworkers liked the samples I sent in with him this morning. Definitely doing that again.
The Sock Report: finished the first of a pair of simple striped socks for The Miss, and cast on for the second.
Finished and gifted a second pair of Sekrit Socks, the thick cushy ones. "A Long Day's Journey Into Night", by Star Athena, with a wide cable band around the leg and a thick slipper below. I By was padding around the house in two pair of socks because he was cold, so he got these early, and he likes them a lot. Yay! I'll need to get them away from him at some point, and sew buttons on the legs. After I finish my gifting knitting, I am making myself a pair.
Non-Sock Knitting: nearly finished with the doll sweater. My misgivings about the odd proportions of the sweater have been soothed by holding the piece up against an MSD-sized doll. Yeah, they're just made like that. Weird. Got a couple rows left on the hood, then the sleeves.
Grandma went into the hospital yesterday afternoon. She went to her doctor's appointment, and was admitted 10 minutes later. She's complaining about stomachaches and generally not feeling good. Mom was told by the doctor that when she was admitted, Grandma's glucose levels were down to 126, which is great, except that Grandma's never been under 230 since she was diagnosed, and they need to know why.
Part of the worry is that no one told Mom that Grandma had been hospitalized, and that's not supposed to happen. The hospital didn't call the apartment complex, or Mom, and the apartment didn't call Mom when Grandma didn't come home; both of those things should have happened. Mom went over to see her after work like usual, couldn't find her, waited a while, left, got freaked when Grandma didn't answer her phone, and finally called the county health nurse, who told Mom what had happened. **frowns in someone's general direction**
Grandma sounded thin and tired when I talked to her this morning, but generally coherent. More coherent than she's sounded some Saturdays, even. She said that they're changing her insulin doses, and going to keep her until she's stabilized. So, who knows how long that's going to be.
Of Mom's brothers, one just got out of intensive care after surgery for colon cancer (and couldn't be bothered to come visit anyway, he only talks to Grandma once or twice a year), and the other claims he and his wife have bad colds and shouldn't come. And their kids won't bother, never have before. Neither of Mom's brothers are likely to call her in the hospital, either. And that pisses me off. Bad enough that Grandma is likely to be spending her 85th birthday in the hospital (the 14th), but so much of her family won't go see her there.
Grrrrr.
On a less grumpy note, the sweet potato cinnamon rolls are a big hit. The kids like them, By likes them, and By's coworkers liked the samples I sent in with him this morning. Definitely doing that again.
The Sock Report: finished the first of a pair of simple striped socks for The Miss, and cast on for the second.
Finished and gifted a second pair of Sekrit Socks, the thick cushy ones. "A Long Day's Journey Into Night", by Star Athena, with a wide cable band around the leg and a thick slipper below. I By was padding around the house in two pair of socks because he was cold, so he got these early, and he likes them a lot. Yay! I'll need to get them away from him at some point, and sew buttons on the legs. After I finish my gifting knitting, I am making myself a pair.
Non-Sock Knitting: nearly finished with the doll sweater. My misgivings about the odd proportions of the sweater have been soothed by holding the piece up against an MSD-sized doll. Yeah, they're just made like that. Weird. Got a couple rows left on the hood, then the sleeves.
