My Life

I didnt ever finish this because I got overwhelmed with sadness. Moma ended up being transferred to Baptist in Winston 2/19/22. She progressively got worse and we took her off the vent on 2/26/22.  We had a service 3/3/22. 

  Day Seventeen Tuesday Burrito   Today I was headed to Statesville to go to my “PCP” and get a little Ativan to try to help me with freaking out about Moma. Usually on the road to and from Statesville you can get a good unobstructed view of the sky and makes a nice picture.  I decided to go to Starbucks and set up for a little bit before my appointment. Its amazing how much you get done when you're not at work but in an environment you can focus. I headed to see Kristen and she was didn’t even really have to do much but lay eyes on me. I decided to have it sent to Publix across the street so I could go get it right away. Sill me they're busy AF and said it would be an hour. So I walked down the strip and got a hair cut because my co worker Cindy said I looked like I haven't been taking care of myself and just let myself go, which wasn’t a lie. After getting skipped over a few times I finally got my haircut. I didn’t even get mad cause what the hell ...

  Day Sixteen Monday Pulling Defib Pads Off Moma   Today makes two weeks we have been on the vent. What an absolutely vicious roller coaster ride. This morning we found out Adrian was her nurse. This is the one that was playing solitaire the other night and has poor communication skills. I had got to the clinic and felt like calling which I don’t normally do, I let Ivy call. I was in hopes to get a little insight on how she was holding up. I told him who I was and asked how she was doing. He responded “she's about the same, but I'm supposed to ask for the code.” I told him the HIPAA code and he sits there in silence. He then said are you still there. I was like yea I was just waiting on you to tell me more. He was like oh that’s it, what the hell Adrian?? I call Ivy and apparently, she had called and he said the same thing. Odd that the Nurse Practitioner called about 45 min later and was giving me a run down on Moma. Apparently, she had a cardiac episode this morni...