Of course since I needed a kick in the gut, at 3:15 am my Grandmother is more lucid than she has been in 2 years. She remembered that I was pregnant, she collected items from her room to give the baby. I thought that she would forget again so I just played along, plus I have been told not to tell Alzheimer's patients about deaths since it just upsets them and they don't remember later. I promise to take her to Urgent Care once I get off work and we go home and go back to bed.
Work was steady, but not crazy and I get off on time at 4 pm and go directly to pick her up. She said that the Tylenol did nothing for the pain and was frantic. I took her to Urgent care where they diagnosed her with a pilonidal cyst/abscess and conjunctivitis. They started her on pain medications and antibiotics. While waiting to see the doctor she said that I was not showing very much for the baby being due on April 13th. I lied and told her that the baby was due in late summer. Then she told me that she was hoping for a girl, but the most important thing was that the baby was healthy. It took everything I had to not start sobbing as I told her that was right a healthy baby was most important. I keep hoping that she will forget again. Hell she normally can't remember anything for more than 5 minutes and now she knows my due date? The Universe has a crappy sense of humor.
My DH did apologize at 3 am for the things he said that night and I forgave him. I don't think that Grace would want her parents mad at each other.
I am now heading off to bed and hoping for no more 3 am phone calls. Another picture of Grace to end this post on a good note.
|Goodnight my Darling... Mommy loves you.|