Bad News

My sister, Laura, got really sick about 2 weeks ago. First thinking it was just food poisoning, but when she was bleeding excessively it became more serious. She had a colonoscopy (okay, I don't know how to spell that). They found out she has a form of colodis (once again I don't know how to spell today), and they immediately put her on medicines to see if it would help. They also questioned if maybe she had ecoli. She is so weak she can't get out of bed without help, she doesn't eat more than toast and such.

This past Wednesday Greg, her husband, took her to the hospital, thinking she was dehydrated. They found a blood clot behind her brain that was giving her an excruciating headache, obviously. They put her in an ambulance and sent her to the new hospital. She had an MRI and an MRV. She is now in the ICU, trying to get the blood clot down with blood thinners. They say it will get worse before it can get better. She is struggling with her memory, only sometimes remembering her kid's names, and those who come to visit her. When I visited her Wednesday night, she knew who I was, but couldn't think of the word "ambulance" and such. The doctors say she has had a form of a stroke. Yesterday she couldn't write her name, but today she could. The doctor can't guarantee that everything will come back. She is a college math teacher, and she might not gain all of her math skills back.

Needless to say yesterday for Thanksgiving was really not the greatest. We have all been worried and stressed out wondering how things will turn out. My parents have been staying at my sister's house watching the kids the past few nights, while Greg has been at the hospital with Laura. Today my brother, Mike, and his wife, Natalee, are babysitting, and tomorrow Matt and I get our turn.

Sometimes it seems I haven't cried this much ever. Who knows when she'll be back home. It's hard on her cute little kids, since they don't really know what's going on. This is one of those times when I'm thankful for the gospel and knowing prayers are heard and answered. I don't know how we'd all survive it if we didn't have that in our lives.