More Crap...
Today was hell. I got up at 6:30 this morning and dropped David off at work. Then, I went to BSA to wait until my grandmother got out from surgery. She had to have corroded artery surgery. Doyl (her husband) was supposed to be there when I got there... but I showed up and no Doyl. I was freaking out. I was really afraid something had gone wrong, so I went an asked an attendant if she was in surgery and they looked it up for me. She had been in surgery for 30 min. I was wondering where the hell Doyl was. I sat down and started reading. He showed up about 45 min. later. He said he ran to the pharmacy to get some work done since he knew they wouldn't have any news for about an hour. We sat and talked for a little bit and I got some more reading in. Finally the doctor came out and said that she made it through just fine and she was in the recovery room and she was awake. We knew it would be about an hour more until we got to go see her so we ran and had brunch in the cafeteria. When we got back to the waiting room, there was a note for us to head up to ICU to go see her. So, we went up there, waited at a desk for about 20 min. and no one showed up, so we went into the ICU. This nurse said that she wasn't there yet and that she'd call us to come in whenever she was all setup. We waited for about 2 more hours in the ICU waiting room, finally a nurse came and got us. She said that they had forgotten about us and that she'd been in there for awhile asking where the hell we were. She said we could have gotten in sooner if someone had been working the empty desk we waited at earlier... crappy organization... I hate hospitals. So, we went to go see her. I wasn't that worried about everything in the waiting room, just thought that everything would be okay. It didn't really kick in that she was going through surgery until I saw her. She didn't have her makeup on, didn't have jewelry, she had a bandage around her neck where they had removed the blockage and was really out of it. I hated seeing her that way, but I'm glad that she's alright. Being in the hospital kinda upset me. It was the same hospital that my Nanny was at whenever she got so sick and they didn't know what was wrong. I went straight there and didn't leave her side. I had to leave after about a week of being there to go take my crappy CLEP tests at Tech that I had already scheduled. After I left, they found out that it was cancer. I'd been in the hospital once since I was with my Nanny. I had to have some blood tests done. It didn't really bother me that much then because I was in a different part of the hospital, but it was hard going there this time. Doyl was talking about how it was hard for him to go to the ICU because that's where his 1st wife died. I can't imagine how bad he feels. He started to get sick after we'd been up there for awhile and had to go to the bathroom for about 20 min. I know it upset him a lot more than it did me. I'm taking care of the office by myself right now. I'm still a little upset about the whole thing. I don't want to think about what it will be like whenever she has her major surgery. I'm really nervous. I get to pick her up from the hospital tomorrow if things are going okay. Doyl was scheduled to work, so I'm the only one that can pick her up. I hope she gets out soon.