Personal blog of christian
writer & fallible mom
Katy McKenna Raymond
in Kansas City, Missouri
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WordServe Literary
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- Becoming Brenda Starr
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- Scattered
- That’s It
- So I’ve Finally Signed With An Agent. Now What?
- The Spoon
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- A Woman’s Train of Thought Has No Caboose
- However much we own, we are all still living on borrowed time
- After all, when restaurants shrink portions, they don’t shrink prices.
- As with everything in life, balance is key.
- Slow down, you move too fast…
- Yeah, I know. I have issues.
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A Week In The Life: A Serial Account, Due To The Frequent Timing Out Of The Wifi
It all started (sure, it did…) on Sunday afternoon. A nurse at my mother’s assisted living facilty called me to say Mom hadn’t been feeling well all day.
“But I just checked her vital signs, and they are all good,” she said.
I waited upwards of 30 seconds before calling Mom’s room. She was completely incoherent. Doug and I arrived at her place within 15 minutes, a much shorter trip than if we hadn’t broken the law by speeding.
Upon seeing her, I was instantly on red alert. She could not lift her head from the bed, where she lay mostly naked. She could not utter more than two words in a row, and those words made no sense. I felt her forehead. Dear God.
I called the new nurse on duty to take her temp. The nurse who called me, claiming her vitals were good, had not charted a temp for her. How charming.
Immediately suspecting another UTI, since she’s had two recently although she did not run a temp with them, I had the nurse call the doc to authorize a run to the ER. The doc on call said, essentially, that it would be up to me to decide, but that it was OK with her. Huh?????
So I decided. I always decide. I am often considered to be overreacting. However, I rarely am.
Because the nurse considered Mom’s trip to the ER to be a non-emergency, she expressed it that way to the paramedics. It took them 1.5 hours to arrive. I thought we’d be going 5 minutes down the road to the hospital she always goes to. It took me the full 1.5 hours to get her dressed and her hair combed.
When the EMTs arrived, they said she’d be going to St. Luke’s or no where at all. It’s a 30 minute ride from Mom’s place, but EVERY ER in the KC metro between here and there was shut down to new patients. Overflow crowds all over town. The craziest thing I’d ever witnessed.
At least, up until then.
Trust me, a lot can happen in four days.
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