Birthday

11/09/2014

JW turned 87 yesterday. I have a hard time with birthdays. Some people make a big deal over them and others could care less that they are another day older. I spend most of Friday in the hospital with a medical event that no one can seem to find the reason for. I get this feeling like I can't talk or move and get cold all over. Then I start to vomit and keep vomiting until the hospital IV's in a couple of doses of the anti nauseous medication. So here I am being carried out of my house by the fireman, because I am unable to walk when these spells happen, worried about Mother and Dad hearing the commotion. They sleep through the entire thing and Mother starts calling upstairs at 8 a.m. to see why I have not come down to get ready to go to work. I'm suppose to have a spinal block for the fracture in my back later that day and so my husband James has to call the medical facility and tell them that I cannot make it. They want to talk to me and he says no can do, she is too sick to come to the phone. All the time the vomiting it starting to affect my back pain worse. I am not have a good day.  I have been so sick that they cannot get an IV started to get the anti nauseous medication in me. I am so dehydrated that they can't find a vein. I just want to die and then I start thinking, it's JW's birthday tomorrow. I have not got the cake yet and for that matter I haven't gotten a card.
Mom has not gone to get her groceries for the week yet so she has not gotten a card either. I think to myself that I have an entire box of old cards that I used to have a love quilt made for JW.  I could just take a couple of those and put them in different envelopes and give them to Dad. No,, I need to buy new cards that he can open and see. I like the ones that make noise or play songs because he can hear them. James waits for me to clean up and take a hot bath so we can go to the store to get cards and a gift. JW likes Russell Stover candy in a box. He will not wear his teeth any longer so I get him assorted creams. Then I get him a soft pair of pajama bottoms. Then we pick out an ice cream cake and get a couple of cards. One for Mother and one from us. We go downstairs and give him his gifts and cake. Help him open the cards and then sit and watch tv for about 45 minutes while he sleeps. I think it is more to spend time with Mom than anything else. JW sleeps 18 out of 24 hours and the other 6 hours are mostly snoozing in his chair.
We will keep him home as long as we can.