Careful What You Wish For
I remember, not too long ago, wishing that things were a little more exciting in my life. Yeah...sorry I wished it.
Things have been really hectic these last couple of months.
My father's health has not been well for the last 2 years, and we recently found out that he has pulmonary fibrosis(thick scar tissue on his lungs) and we have no idea what the cause is. He is now on oxygen, and since there is no cure for what he has, he may be on oxygen for the rest of his life.
He is undergoing treatment with Prednisone, which the pulmonary specialist has hopes will strengthen his lungs, lessen the symptoms, and keep it from getting worse.
This morning, my dad wakes up with a massive nose bleed, and by massive I mean that blood was everywhere. Not only was it pouring out of his nose, but he was spitting it out too. The bathroom sink was filled with blood, his clothes was soaked with blood, and he was going through towels (both paper and cloth) like crazy. I had to call 911 because, after 5 minutes, we still couldn't get the bleeding under control.
Our bathroom looked like the scene of a homicide, and if you were to look into our trash can, you'd probably call the cops on us.
My dad is doing okay right now, and we're just waiting for my mom's boss to get to the store so she can come home and take my father to the VA Hospital. They may have to cauterize some of the ruptured vessels in his nose.
And...
I'm getting over mono. I've just been cleared to go back to school next week.
Between the mono, my dad's health problems, my mom's health problems (she's been recently diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes), and trying to keep up with a full school load, I find myself being run increasingly ragged.
Things have been really hectic these last couple of months.
My father's health has not been well for the last 2 years, and we recently found out that he has pulmonary fibrosis(thick scar tissue on his lungs) and we have no idea what the cause is. He is now on oxygen, and since there is no cure for what he has, he may be on oxygen for the rest of his life.
He is undergoing treatment with Prednisone, which the pulmonary specialist has hopes will strengthen his lungs, lessen the symptoms, and keep it from getting worse.
This morning, my dad wakes up with a massive nose bleed, and by massive I mean that blood was everywhere. Not only was it pouring out of his nose, but he was spitting it out too. The bathroom sink was filled with blood, his clothes was soaked with blood, and he was going through towels (both paper and cloth) like crazy. I had to call 911 because, after 5 minutes, we still couldn't get the bleeding under control.
Our bathroom looked like the scene of a homicide, and if you were to look into our trash can, you'd probably call the cops on us.
My dad is doing okay right now, and we're just waiting for my mom's boss to get to the store so she can come home and take my father to the VA Hospital. They may have to cauterize some of the ruptured vessels in his nose.
And...
I'm getting over mono. I've just been cleared to go back to school next week.
Between the mono, my dad's health problems, my mom's health problems (she's been recently diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes), and trying to keep up with a full school load, I find myself being run increasingly ragged.