Thanks, Gopher and Mulan. I appreciate your remarks so much!
Mulan:It is a big relief to know that Dad's general prognosis is good...we just don't know how well he'll function mentally. He is so lucid at times sounds just like his old self...other times he thinks that he has to get up and go to work, tries to reach imaginary objects, etc.
I've been told that this usually gets better in time with aneurysm patients...but it has been awful, having to tie him down and restrain him to keep him from pulling his lines out...a lot like dealing with an alzheimers patient...so disoriented and child like. And I felt like a bully telling him that I couldn't untie his hands. He talked my sister into doing it once, and when he was confused and hallucinating, he took a swing at her. Thank goodness he missed, but it took three of them to get just one of his arms tied back down.
I just kept telling him that I loved him enough to let him be mad at me for the time being, that if I was the one in bed and he had to protect me the way that I was protecting him, I would probably be angry too, and that it was okay. He said he wasn't angry, but he looked so hurt.
I can only hope that when he is feeling more like himself, he will find it in his heart to forgive me for what he percieved as me standing idly by while he was tied up.
Oh, and...I forgot to tell you. You had said that you were glad it wasn't my 'special' Mom, (like yours) who was ill...but guess what? Managing her at the hospital was harder than taking care of Dad! She was up to her usual insanity...and we had to draw the line when she refused to stop approaching total strangers who were greiving in family waiting rooms and trying to tell them her life story. On top of that, at one point she actually began fiddling with my father's ventricular drain line...my sister was about to have the nurses remove her from the room when suddenly she let go and bolted. She could really have hurt him.
Finally she went home, and she hasn't been back to the hospital in 2 weeks, thank the Universe.
I'm going to try to write this whole thing out...I need to get it all out of my head where all the thoughts are running around and crashing into eachother.
My heart goes out to you with your struggles with terminally ill relatives and your daughter in law's scare. Terrifying!!! :(
I think of you often and have thought many times about your words of support as this has been going on. Thanks, from the bottom of my heart.
And you're right about having to deal sickness and death...of course my JW relatives are in shock because they keep thinking that the system should have ended before my parents were old enough for any of these things to start happening.
I'm glad that I was able to deal with the situation with my feet firmly grounded in reality, instead of in some fantasy world.
Thanks again!
*hugs*
Essie
p.s. Gopher! Love that quote *lol*