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09 August 2003 @ 07:25 pm
Bleah...  
Granville was ready to go home again today, but his coumadin level was still too low, so he had to stay another night. The doctor was hopeful he could get released on Sunday.

Carol's condition seemed worse to me today. According to the nurse, she was talking nonstop except when they sedated her so she could get some sleep. The talk was mostly about Henryetta, Dorothy, Carl, her parents, and other unknown persons from that period. Her voice is quite hoarse from the talking, as she can't drink anything and won't take ice. When I arrived I thought there was a man in the room talking to her but it was just her monolog.

Sometimes it seemed to be dialogues between Carol and another person, in which she was recalling both sides of the dialogue. When the stomach pain increases she gets very restless and agitated. Her doctor has authorized pain medication on demand, but I hope she can be at least as lucid as she was Friday, when she talks to Dorothy and Granville tomorrow. But the drugs tend to make her groggy.

I am going to try to call Dorothy from Carol's room tomorrow morning. She desperately wants to be free of her IV and stomach tubes and catheter, but she can't eat anything or manage her urination, so I don't see any way around that. To prevent her from injury from tearing the tubes out, her hands are tied down, as they were after her stroke surgery.

I wish the news were better. On Monday, Granville plans to arrange some kind of hospice situation. It may be that she can stay at Mission Hospital, or it might be better to transfer back to Aliso Laguna Village or elsewhere.


I hope the Chinese genetics are dominant. I don't want to be like my grandmother when I'm old. I don't want to be sickly and have my brain taken away from me. I don't want to be trapped in a failing body. I just don't want to be old.
If I have a biggest fear, this is it. Right there. I don't want to be like her.
I haven't visited my dad's parents because seeing Grandma like that just makes me think "That's in my genetics; someday I'll be like that" and I just can't bear it.
 
 
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Leishu Lininu_ranma on August 9th, 2003 11:53 pm (UTC)
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There's nothing I could say...except that...I don't know. I can just give support.
blackmage runs with daggers.ruien on August 10th, 2003 08:37 pm (UTC)
watch your health. keep your bodily functions going. don't watch so much tv. keep active. and don't think about it. Alziemer isn't genetic. it's the lack of a super conductive substence in the brain that has yet to be fully explored and understood. a common preventure is to take ginko extract regularly after retirement. it's supposed to help prevent this defficiency. you and me both leelee *hug*
capturedcapuu on August 11th, 2003 11:26 am (UTC)
You do love your youth.
Exactly. You have to keep your mind ACTIVE. When you reach the point of retirement, keep a job anyway just for the fun of it, because Alzheimer really sets in when you loose activities in your old age. You stagnate. Going by my grandfather, it's in my genetics, too. The difference is, I will -never- be so stubborn as to try and live by myself when I know I need help, and then stay housebound for a year doing nothing.

d00d, at the amount of activities *you* keep in your ripe young age, all you have to do is maintain the relative busy-bodiness throughout, and you're clear. ^^