THE DOCTOR IS IN
Yesterday was a shit day, in too many ways.
My brother had another seizure. His last one was New Year's so we had high hopes that things were looking up. Well here at work yesterday I heard my dad yell to our shop manager to call 911, I run out of my office to see what is going on and my dad is crouched next to my brother who is on the floor convulsing. I think I closed the gap between him and I in a couple seconds, actually shocked at my speed and can't believe I didn't fall on my face. I held his head until he came to but he was still out of it, didn't know what was going on, as previous times but this is the first time I've actually witnessed it. Paramedics came and checked him out, gave him oxygen but he didn't want to go in the ambulance so my dad took him to the hospital, which is 5 minutes down the road. I had our shop manager follow me in my brother's car to his house, dropped it off, filled in his girlfriend's daughter who was outside, was on the phone with his girlfriend and about 50 other people, went back to work and closed up my office and then took my car back tot he hospital. Proceeded to spend the next 5 hours there waiting. They kept him overnight for observation, I just talked to him and they are still going to monitor him and hope to release him this afternoon but his blood pressure was 150/100 which is definitely not good. My brother was able to shed some light on why all this was happening, which basically comes down to alcohol, and that left the family and I pissed on top of our worry and concern. Not going to get into that though, need to focus on him getting better and doing whatever I can to make sure that happens.
Needless to say it was a long day. And a long night...couldn't fall asleep and when I did I had screw up dreams that would jolt me back into consciousness every hour or so. Scotty on the floor, his face, the whole day kept replaying in my head...that is something I never want to experience again.
So, now it's one day at a time. For all of us.
My brother had another seizure. His last one was New Year's so we had high hopes that things were looking up. Well here at work yesterday I heard my dad yell to our shop manager to call 911, I run out of my office to see what is going on and my dad is crouched next to my brother who is on the floor convulsing. I think I closed the gap between him and I in a couple seconds, actually shocked at my speed and can't believe I didn't fall on my face. I held his head until he came to but he was still out of it, didn't know what was going on, as previous times but this is the first time I've actually witnessed it. Paramedics came and checked him out, gave him oxygen but he didn't want to go in the ambulance so my dad took him to the hospital, which is 5 minutes down the road. I had our shop manager follow me in my brother's car to his house, dropped it off, filled in his girlfriend's daughter who was outside, was on the phone with his girlfriend and about 50 other people, went back to work and closed up my office and then took my car back tot he hospital. Proceeded to spend the next 5 hours there waiting. They kept him overnight for observation, I just talked to him and they are still going to monitor him and hope to release him this afternoon but his blood pressure was 150/100 which is definitely not good. My brother was able to shed some light on why all this was happening, which basically comes down to alcohol, and that left the family and I pissed on top of our worry and concern. Not going to get into that though, need to focus on him getting better and doing whatever I can to make sure that happens.
Needless to say it was a long day. And a long night...couldn't fall asleep and when I did I had screw up dreams that would jolt me back into consciousness every hour or so. Scotty on the floor, his face, the whole day kept replaying in my head...that is something I never want to experience again.
So, now it's one day at a time. For all of us.