How often we do things together.
Our Seattle trip had been planned for several months and eagerly anticipated by us both.
We had just checked into our suite when Mother felt very tired and she said she needed to go to bed for a nap.
She is 85 so I put this down to travel fatigue and so did Mother.
She assured me that she'd be better after a nap and she shooed me out the door to go and do some shopping.
I left her for an hour
but a second sense, a voice in my head, kept worrying about her while I was out.
I am not one to ignore that little voice...I call it intuition.
When I returned she was feeling really sick and said that she needed to go home.
A few hours later she was vomiting had trouble walking to the bathroom as her legs were weak and she felt dizzy.
I suggested that we go to the hospital as we always travel with extra medical insurance but she refused...
I informed the hotel concierge who set about making arrangements for us to leave.
The staff were so understanding and helpful.
I was terrified,
and my thoughts were that she might not last through the night.
I don't know if I was over reacting, or becoming hysterical with worry,
so I phoned Mr. HB and told him the situation...he helped to calm me down and reassured me.
Alone and afraid and feeling very responsible I thought I should stay up all night and keep watch.
I lasted until 11:30 when fatigue overtook me.
I fell into a deep sleep and woke up at 4:30 when I decided to get up and get ready as we needed to be ready by 6:15 to depart.
We were gone less than 24 hours and went straight to our family doctor when we got back. He was booked up so we saw his partner who ordered some tests and sent us directly to the ER.
We spent an agonizing and tedious 6 hours in and out of the treatment rooms while Mom had a multitude of tests...
then surprisingly they sent her home and told us if she didn't improve in a couple of days to come back!
I have been taking care of her and am sick with worry.
She is pale and tired and if she doesn't start to improve tomorrow I am taking her back.
Mother has a tough constitution so when she is sidelined like this I am beside myself.
She keeps saying she knows her own body, that she's just tired and for me not to worry, but I do.
It's not like her...
I picked my favourite roses for her today, David Austin's Jude the Obscure.
She is resting in bed and I have fed her some scrambled eggs and tea...
Who knows what tomorrow will bring.
I'm not even excited that I found some new things in Seattle.
I took this when we first arrived and I had such hopes for a wonderful holiday.
We always book the same suite
a living room
and a view of The Space Needle from the 10th floor.
My trip could be summed up
"Sleepless in Seattle"
I will be hovering very close and monitoring Mother.
Feeling over tired and stressed to the max
on the verge of tears
I really need to keep my wits about me.
I cannot let Mother see me like this
or she will start to worry about me
instead of putting her energy into getting better.
Will keep you posted.