Not a great day...

Last night after all the family left, mom got really sick on her stomach. We asked for something for nausea and then I sat down beside her rubbing her arm and hand and then BAM 3 nurses barge in...scared me to death. They pulled up her gown to see if her EKG leads were on correctly and then another nurse comes in and said she was brady. That means her heart was slow. I tried to remain calm, mom was getting anxious and I didn't want to add to it. Her nurse explained that she needed to have a pacemaker hooked up externally. Said her heart rate had dropped significantly and that is what was making her sick. The rest of the night she was in a lot of pain, her breathing was labored. Then this morning the doctor came in and he seemed very concerned and said that her blood counts were low so he is ordering blood. He said getting her counts up will make her feel better too.

I can't tell you how hard it is to watch her and not be able to do much of anything to make it better. I came home while daddy was there to catch my breath and let Sandy out. I stopped by Mark's grave on the way home and asked him to talk to God face to face and tell Him how much we need her here, how much we love her. I can't imagine a day without her.

I love you all...

Hope