In case you were wondering, we’re not dead. For my part, we’re still watching and waiting while my grandmother dies. If you happen to be the praying sort, drop one for my dad- he’s having a very hard time watching his mother die so slowly. It’s odd to watch the reactions you get when trying to schedule something with someone. It’s like, “Well, my grandmother is about to die any minute now, so I’ll schedule, but I may have to reschedule in case she dies, OK?” People immediately go bug-eyed while I rush to finish the explanation that she’s been dying a very long, slow death and we’re hoping she passes away soon so she can be at peace finally.
I now finally understand why, when a friend of mine’s father died, she had us come to his funeral with her and she joked with us the entire time and we laughed our way through the funeral. I remember at the time not being able to fathom how she could be in such a happy mood when she had just lost her father, but her loss is a lot like my own impending loss- it is long and slow and painful, and when we know they’ve finally reached peace, we are happy for them.
So while I’ve been off dealing with that, Heather had a MAJOR scare with one of her kids. Her daughter is doing a lot better today, and Heather’s still (understandably) a bit shaken up. Send your good wishes her way, but let’s also cheer her up with some scary stories of our own.
I don’t have anything nearly as scary myself, but I remember being woken up in the middle of the night by what sounded like a seal when my oldest son was a baby. I went to his bed and saw him coughing and gasping for air. I grabbed him up and rushed him to the ER. Come to find out, he had the croup. They told me if it ever happened again, to go into the smallest bathroom we had with a shower and to turn the shower on full blast, as hot as possible and to let him breathe in the steam until he stopped coughing. I was glad I had that advice, because I was woken up with that horrible cough many times over the next couple of years, and I knew what to do.
I think that’s the hardest part in any scary situation, knowing what to do. When emergencies happen, I’m not good at an immediate reaction. I’m slow, need a minute to think things over. Luckily, in just about every emergency situation I’ve been in, I’ve either had that time to stop and think what I needed to do, or had someone with me who was a quick reactor.
So, tell us about the scary moments you’ve had in your life.