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Monday, January 19, 2009

Releaving Some Pressure **Update**

well, my night was supposed to be all about being a the squad leader in resistance 2 and getting more trophies (cause i'm a trophy whore). but a series of frantic calls have me sitting in the ER with my grandma. turns out her blood pressure went insane and a very nasty infection took hold of her leg. she should be ok now, but we've only been here for two hours, so we'll have to wait to see a doctor before we know for sure.

**Update**

ok, first and foremost, Granny is doing fine, and thank you for asking.

what happened is that a week ago a car door slammed on her leg leaving a bruise the size of my fist on her leg. well, the pressure from the bruise built up so bad on her leg that she was in constant pain. and with the Diabeties it caused her blood pressure to go through the roof. when we finally got to see a doctor they numbed her a bit and drained fluid from the lump. (there was atleast 3 syringes full).

it hurt her real bad to do it, but she started to feel better afterwards... ocourse, the two whopping Vicodin helped out. hehehe.

it's pretty funny, on our way home the conversation started like this:

1. "no, it doesn't hurt to get in the truck, i think it's getting better"

2. "oh, hunn-ito, i think the medicine they gave me is working, the bumps on the free way don't hurt no more."

3. "that Perk-a-said seems to work better, i think i need to remember the name of it."

4. (getting out of the truck) "i can walk, oh for the first time in weeks i can walk and i don't feel any pain."

5. "I feel so good honey... i think i'm going to go to sleep now."

yep, she was out like a light.

so long and the short of it we got to the ER at 6:30pm and i finally got her home and tucked in at 2:30am. at first i was kinda pissed that my mom kinda dumped the repsonsiblility of taking care of grandma on me. but i think she knew there was no way she could have stayed up till 3AM taking care of Granny.

of course, my mom called me at 7am the next tday to see how everyting went... yup, othing like five hours of sleep to do the body good.

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6 Comments:

  • You're grandma is so cute! Is she all better? I'll say a prayer...
    J

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Tuesday, January 20, 2009 5:15:00 PM  

  • Wow...I hope gramma's okay!

    HUGS...

    By Blogger Polt, at Tuesday, January 20, 2009 7:23:00 PM  

  • at first glance, i thought you were masquerading as your grandma.
    my bad.

    hope she is better. *hugs*

    By Blogger mistipurple, at Tuesday, January 20, 2009 8:29:00 PM  

  • Haha! Ok, your family is a riot. Your experiences are so funny, so random, just so "exile" that they truly belong in a book, or better yet, movie. I think you need to write an autobiographical screenplay, seriously. Or tv show. I mean, where else do you have a character who happens to have random people camp out in their garage, take trips to the ER with a Vicodin-charged Granny narrating the ride home, a call at 7am after a night in the ER? Ah, life, gotta love it. I'm so glad your Grandma is better (and apparently feeling really really good...lol).
    -J

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Wednesday, January 21, 2009 8:30:00 PM  

  • Yay for grannies not only feeling better but for getting high on pills!
    LOL

    By Blogger Randi, at Thursday, January 22, 2009 9:29:00 AM  

  • J- she's seems to be better now, still hurt'n but better.

    Polt- i think the ol' girl will be ok.

    Misti- no, i only do that to try and catch that little riding hood girl.

    J- yeah, mental note, when your grannie is sick jus ger her high

    Randi- she has her good moments. hehehe. i guess we'll keep her around for a while.

    By Blogger exile, at Monday, January 26, 2009 4:45:00 AM  

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