Friday the 13th, and then the E.R.
I am here safely in Northern Pennsylvania, visiting mom and my sister.
And lo and behold, we have drama already.
Sunday, my sister wanted to see Friday the 13th. My sister and I both like scary movies, so it is one thing that we can do together. AMy sister has been under some really strong chemo, stronger than the other chemo she has had, and it is affecting her badly. But she wanted to see the early film and we went.
She seemed OK during the film. She told me she did fall asleep for a few minutes here and there (which would be hard to do from all the screaming and whooshing of machetes). But when the movie was over she told me she was not feeling well and we should go straight home.
I got her home and about a half an hour later she went into a full blown anxiety attack. She threw things around her room and kept screaming that she was dying. My mother and I said we would get ready and take her to the hospital but that wasn’t good enough. She swore at us, told us she would be dead by then and called 911. (and we had no idea.) 911 calls back to verify the call and guess who answers the phone. Me! And I had no idea what was wrong, so I kept telling the guy that my sister called and said she was sick. I think he thought I was crazy, but sent the ambulance anyway. By this time my sister had torn down all the valentine’s day decorations she had put up and was dressed and was standing out in the driveway waiting for the ambulance.
We got to the ER and my sister got into a room and she told me that you HAVE to call the ambulance, becuase if you just go to the ER in your own car they make you wait for hours. Luckily I had grabbed a novel and was prepared to wait it out.
Incidentally she WAS dehydrated and had a rash in her mouth and esophogus so she really was sick. With my sister, you can never be really sure if what she is telling you is true. So, they kept her overnight and I think she is also going to be there tonight. My mom and I both thought she would be discharged today so we didn’t go in to visit, and I think this made her mad, but the way I see it is that if she is in the hospital it is like having a mini vacation from her, and my mom and I can just hang out.
Well, my mom has theater tickets tonight and before she goes she is going to stop in with a list of things mysister needs, including a flashlight for some odd reason.
I am not sure when she is coming home. Most likely tomorrow.
So, I am now here alone with 2 dogs, a frozen Pizza and the movie Run Fatboy Run!
It should be a calm night.
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