Last Sunday mum took a turn for the worse. On Saturday she appeared to have slightly improved after her initial fever on Friday.
Sunday early morning I received a text from my brother informing me that mum got weaker and to come spend the day with her. So my partner sent me after we went to the pharmacy to pick up supplies for dad.
Mum was in bed and she was obviously weak and lost her ability to walk. She had diapers on but insisted on going to the bathroom to pee. So I had to help her up to walk the short distance to the loo. It was very challenging as she was weak and walked with much difficulty.
Then getting her to sit and then get back up from the toilet was another challenge. The short walk back to the bed felt like ages. This is my first experience helping someone infirm to go to the bathroom. Supporting her weight (mind you my mum is not that big, about the same size as me) and making her take a step at a time was very trying.
About 20 minutes later she need to do her big business. I told her to go in the diapers but no, mum refused and insisted on the toilet. Again, the tough process of getting her up and slowly making our way together to the loo. I stood outside the toilet, with the door slightly ajar (she wanted privacy).
After she was done, she wanted to go to the shower to wash up and that's when I had to tell her, no way Jose! Using wipes, I cleaned her up. That's when I realized she had removed her diapers. I had to sit her down again (there was much resistance as she was afraid of falling) all the time reassuring her that I will not let her fall. Then I managed to put the diapers back on for her. Again the slow and difficult trek back to the bed.
My cousin and her hubby have been in touch with my family and they arrived to assess mum. Both are doctors and we are very fortunate to have these two very caring people in our lives. My brother made the decision that mum should be taken to the hospital immediately. So an ambulance was arranged to come get mum.
I quickly packed mum's clothes and supplies into a bag and got ready to accompany her in the ambulance. Another new experience for me, riding on an ambulance. What an action packed day!
At the ER, mum was taken to the waiting bay and a drip was set up for her. Meanwhile I went to the admission counter to register. My cousin's hubby (I will refer to him as my cousin) is a doctor at the hospital and everything went very smoothly. The waiting was long (which is usually the case but comfortable) and mum was taken for an MRI (no stroke detected yay!) and X-ray.
When she was returned to the waiting bay, my cousin suggested getting lunch for mum (I was fasting). The easiest thing to eat (and less messy) is a sandwich and he brought me here.
I have never been to O'Briens and I simply tembak one Tuna and Egg Sandwich for mum. Then it was back to the ER.
Mum ate only two pieces and I decided to break my fast by finishing up the remaining sandwich. It was going to be a long day (besides the sandwich cost RM19.90) and I had better eat first.
It was almost 3:00pm when mum was taken to the ward. Her blood test result came back and she was positive for dengue. Oh dear. No wonder she was so weak. Shortly after, my other brother (YB 1 = Younger Brother #1) and his wife came to visit.
Mum was so exhausted and fell into deep sleep. So we adjourned to the waiting room so as not to disturb her. My brother decided to stay back (he spent the night with mum) and my sister-in-law very kindly sent me home.
I got home about 5:30pm and my chicken wings which were marinating since Saturday evening had to be roasted.
The next day (Monday) I went to the office very early to do whatever that needed to be done. Then I made my way to the hospital to visit mum.
There is a bed provided for caregivers and that's where my brother slept. He told me that mum was restless and was talking in her sleep. Mum was sleeping when I got there. So my brother left to go home to rest.
This was mum's lunch. Adoi. So miserable. She refused to eat. So I suggested to get something for her and she wanted sandwich and coconut water.
I wasn't going to get another sandwich from O'Briens for sure because for the price paid, there was so little tuna and egg in the sandwich. So Family Mart it was.
Not wanting to waste food, I ate her "delicious" hospital food (without the rice). Actually the taste was not that bad. Then I went downstairs to this 10Ten Kopitiam to get iced Kopi O.
Cost me RM5.00. The Kopi O was ok lah, not something I would want to drink again, if you get the drift.
Next thing we know, a decision was made to transfer mum to the HDU (High Dependency Unit) for better care and monitoring. Again a long wait before the transfer. YB #1 came back in the afternoon and we both waited. YB #2 was stuck at home looking after dad.
I packed up mum's things before she was taken to the HDU. My brother and I waited at the visitors lounge and were later able to see mum. The visiting hours at the HDU is restricted and we had to leave shortly. My brother dropped me off at the office where I continued from where I left off in the morning.
The next day (Tuesday) I had to made my way to the hospital. But before that, my stomach had to be taken care of. I was very hungry (I think stress related) and the only place convenient around 10:00am+ is Red Kettle @ The Starling.
I noted that they served me an abundance of ham and very little bacon (maybe they were short of bacon?). I would have preferred the other way around heh..heh...
After the hefty breakfast, I went back to the office as it was still too early to go to the HDU. As I was about to leave later, I got a phone call from my brother. He needed dad's IC because dad needed to be sent to the ER. Alamak. Luckily I had mum's wallet in my bag and dad's IC was inside.
So it was a mad rush to my brother's house to hand him the IC as the ambulance was on the way. What a day!
Then I was on my way to the hospital (mum and dad are in different hospitals) to visit mum. She was all right, well taken care of at the unit but she has some issues with her cognitive function. She was confused and not her usual self. I hope this is a temporary effect from dengue. We are all hoping for a full recovery soon.
Mum was eating lunch when I got there but she could not eat much. The nurse requested for me to get Vaseline for her because of dry lips. So I went downstairs to the pharmacy.
After another hour or so with mum, I had to leave as visiting hours were over. I did not mention anything about dad as I did not want mum to worry. As of time of writing, dad has been warded and hopefully all will be well.
Today, I am eating something else as I cannot afford to let the carb creep affect my mental health. I have to be calm and mentally sharp to deal with this double whammy of having both parents hospitalized.
Well, I feel better after updating this blog. Now you know why I have been missing. Till next time, take care!