Not Me Monday – A week in the ICU

Wow, haven’t done this in like… forever! But since I didn’t update my blog last week, I thought it was about time to write something. So here’s “NOT” an update on some of the things from the past week.

April 16th: I did not get one of the scariest calls of my life this day. My mom did not call me crying while I was having a nice dinner with a friend; letting me know that she had just received a call from the hospital that my dad was admitted to for pneumonia just a few days ago was going to be airlifting my father to HUP ASAP because the “virus” had spread and they thought that he was not going to make it. My life did not at all feel like it was falling apart, I did not feel like I was going to lose my father right then and there…

April 17th: (ok… nothing to do with my dad, but…) I was not beyond blessed and honored by the out pouring of love when my mom, sister-in-love and cousin threw me a “sprinkle” to celebrate the new arrival of baby number two. In no way was I surrounded by the most important people in my life and in no way did I feel utterly blessed and touched by their generosity. This baby is SOOOO NOT loved…

April 18th: I did not spend most of the day at HUP with my mom trying to figure out what was wrong with my dad. Doctors seemed to be more optimistic about my dad getting better than the last hospital, but what do doctors at HUP really know… HUP is one of the worst hospitals in the nation. (OH my word… so not true! Just trying to keep with the “not me” theme, they are one of the BEST.) It was not hard at all seeing my dad in so much pain; I always wanted to see my dad on a breathing tube...

April 19th: Did not ship my son off to my cousin’s house so I could be with my mom and make the trip to Philadelphia to see my dad again. I did not make a letter chart for my dad so that he could better communicate with us since his finger spelling sucked so badly. I was also in NO WAY thrilled to have an evening alone with my husband and go on a double date with my bestie. ;)

April 20th: Could have cared less that my dad’s breathing tube finally came out and that his numbers were continuing to improve daily. I also didn’t think it was kinda cool to dress up like a doctor as they were waiting to find out if my dad had the flu virus or not.

April 21st: Was not thankful that my dad’s NG tube finally came out so that his throat would finally start feeling better. What daughter doesn’t enjoy seeing her father so uncomfortable?

April 22nd: Dad was not moved out of the ICU… (HECK YES HE WAS!)

April 23rd: Jayden had not been missing his Api at all this past week. (Api is what he calls my dad) He had not been walking around the house and our in public saying, “Api has boo-boo, Api be OK.” When we went to visit my dad, it wasn’t a struggle at all to get the mask on Jayden’s head so that he could actually see my dad.

What? Who? MY baby, be difficult? NO FREAKING WAY!
(Oh… I’m so rolling my eyes right now)

...and my dad… less than thrilled to see his little buddy… you can tell by the picture…

Ok… So I hope that wasn’t too confusing. Bottom line is that my dad is doing great! In one week he has made a complete 360 health wise. PRAISE GOD! He sure did give us a scare, but God is so good and just keeps showing himself to my dad and family.

Thanks to all that have been praying and if there are any more updates, I’ll be sure to let you know. Keep praying that his strength comes back quickly and that he will be out of the hospital soon. He has a little grand baby due in the next week or so (not mine) and we want him to be able to meet her! I know that my mom is planning on writing “Attila Update 4,678” sometime in the next week, so keep your eye out for that. Now she has got some stories for ya!

Hope ya’ll are having a great MONDAY!