Day 45

Day 45

March 3, 2015

Today has been a roller coaster of emotions.  DQ was really sick early this morning.  Turns out she needed a transfusion.  After her transfusion she seemed to perk up quite a bit.  She worked hard in her PT and OT but we still can't get her blood pressure up.

We have figured out a small selection of plans depending on the outcome of the next couple of days.  I am grateful for Polo-er and Marine and BBaer talking me down from the crazy! I'd be lost without them!! BBaer tells the best jokes and makes DQ laugh.  

I wish I could write more, but I realize now where my life has lead me.  From this weekend on, I am now the primary caregiver (and full time) for both Grumpy and DQ.  She will need a TON of support and help for the next several months and possibly the rest of her life.  I will continue to write and strengthen my passion for literature but I realize they are going to have to remain my primary focus.  Maybe I can work on my post-bacc later but we will just have to see what happens in the future.

I'm exhausted and need to sleep.  Nurses will be in to wake us at 4am.  

Sleep sweet y'all.

Day 42-44

Day 42-44

February 28, 2015 - March 2, 2015

Well.  I am doing a "lump" post because well, the last few days have been kinda a blur.... Let me explain.

Saturday (28th), I was due to go for an open call with Extreme Weight Loss season 6.  I get 15 minutes from camp when Grumpy calls me a little panicked.  He says DQ fell and broke her leg, I have to turn back.  I tell him to dial 9-1-1 and I'm on my way.  I get to camp and DQ is screaming bloody murder while the First Responders are trying to move her.

Oh yes, it gets worse.

She's taken to hospital about 25 miles away, down the mountain.  Grumpy and I finally find the correct hospital and get in. Turns out DQ has fractured her FEMUR.  The strongest bone in the human body was fractured by DQ turning around.  

Saturday night DQ was taken into surgery.  To say I was a little stressed is an understatement so after I took Grumpy back to camp to take care of the herd, DQ ordered me to continue with my original plans for the evening. It involved a really expensive hotel suite and some of my favorite current-Californians.  LadyHips ended up not joining us after all, which means that Kcup, my shopper, and Abs didn't come either since we were just gonna go out to a club or something.  So calling to check in every  so often with DQ, Marine, Polo-er and I went to blow off some steam.  Essentially, Marine acted like an ass and Polo-er talked me down from my freak out.

Drama really does follow me everywhere I go.  Some dumbass bouncer put his hands on Polo-er and Marine about ripped his head off.  I thought Marine was just being antagonistic since the bouncer had been a dick to all of us already.  No one told me about bouncer prat putting his hands on Polo-er or I may have actually let Marine at him after I kneed him in the bollocks!! I should mention, Polo-er is 5'2"!!! That prat was nearly 6' and what the hell did he have ANY RIGHT to put his hands on her?!? At all!!! I'm still pretty livid about that!!

DQ got out of surgery well.  Her doc fell asleep just after surgery so he forgot to call me, but I called her and we chatted at about 03:30 Sunday morning.  I went back to hospital Sunday to stay with DQ.

Let's just say, there is a LOT of medical jargon, lots of stress, and a ton of contingency plans being hatched every day since Saturday morning. 

Gist of it is that DQ will definitely be spending more time in California.  Grumpy and I may or may not drive (quickly) back to Texas with the herd.  And I may or may not be flying back to California (assuming I leave) to work on rehab with DQ before flying her home as well.  There are a lot of "what ifs" and uncertainties at this point.  I won't get too specific in her care but know we are pretty much done with our trip and we are working on recovery to get DQ back  to Texas ASAP.