My Mom had a minor stroke around Thanksgiving. On the holiday itself, I went over to pick her up to for the lunch at my house and she had fallen and couldn't get up. Now, the Holy Spirit had prepared me to find something wrong....as I dreamt about it the night before. And I am so very grateful He did. As it was hard enough walking into it semi - prepared. Anyway, the rest of the day was pointless in my mind....because we knew something was wrong with her. She was just in denial and refused to go to the hospital.
She fell again the next day. Second verse same as the first and still refused to go to the Emergency Room. My Dad did tell her that he was going to make a doctor's appointment for her for the next week.
Fast forward to that week, and the doctor's appointment......she's sent over to the hospital where she is checked into the Acute Stroke Unit. Undergoes a battery of tests, and it's confirmed. She had a minor stroke. But, worse than the stroke is the realization that Mom is an insulin dependent diabetic. Her blood sugar had been out of control for over 60 days. So, when she left the hospital, Dad became her nurse and began immediately giving her insulin shots.
Now, 2 months later, they've developed a routine and Dad is doing awesome at managing her diabetes. She is still in a state of denial. But, does show moments of clarity regarding her health.
God help us! But, help Dad most of all.
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