Another post.

 Along with the stress from the last few weeks with my sister I have had stress from my youngest son. If you are a long time reader you’ll know he was my “troublesome” one. After a lot of years of drug abuse, the death of his brother and 2 grandmothers in the space of 8 months sent him well and truly off the rails. He ended up going to goal for 7 months ( in a remand centre) where he managed to get off drugs. It’s been 7 years since he recovered and he managed to turn his life around, get a full time job, buy a 4 wheel drive and live drug free. Well this last month or so he has caught up with a friend from school who has come back to town. This friend is a big drinker and my son has followed suit. He is spending sooooo much money. The last 4 weeks, his pays have just disappeared and he’s been borrowing on his savings so much so that he has only $100 left out of over a $1000. I’m pretty sure he is not doing drugs again, I’m not religious but I’m praying not. He is hardly home, he’s tired and very moody and if we say anything he shrugs his shoulders and ignores us telling us he knows what he’s doing. I’m scared, really scared. I can’t live with a addict again…I just can’t. I know he’s over 40 and should know what’s he’s doing but he doesn’t. 

I’d hate to see him throw his life away again, especially as he has worked so hard to regain it. 

Now on a happier note. On Saturday night my sister in law threw a surprise party for my brother for his 75th birthday. 

What a lovely night it was. Lorraine was so happy that she managed to keep it a surprise. He was so shocked and surprised to see us all. Only about 40 people were invited which was deliberate as with his dementia too many people would have been overwhelming. It is his birthday today and on speaking to him earlier he still in a bit of a shock with the surprise. Glad he was able to remember it. I bet he doesn’t remember my birthday on Thursday though. 

Anyways, despite all, I managed to lose 500g this week. Still trying to get back down, slow and steady I guess. 

I’m back…

 I’m back….just here to update for myself. Not many people follow blogs anymore do they? Actually I have considered not blogging anymore as not many visit here but I do like to keep a record of a few things and this place is great for that. 

Anyways, weight has been up and down, just like a yo-yo, up some grams, down some grams just not getting anywhere. I was getting disheartened but I hadn’t given in. 

Then on the 17th January, I had just finished packing up my car as I intended to leave early next morning for a weekend away at my sisters, when the phone rang and my brother in law told me my sister had had a cardiac arrest and would be transported by ambulance to my local hospital. My sister has had a little trouble with her heart going out of rhythm previously but on Friday evening her heart just would not go back into rhythm and she actually died for a few minutes, twice!!  

Anyways my brother in law asked me to go into the hospital Saturday morning and sit with her till he and their younger son got there. 

 

This is what I saw when I first walked in. It scared the be-jesus out of me. They had her in an induced coma and there were tubes and machines blipping everywhere. I just sat down and held her hand and I’m sure she knew I was there as her eyes blinked and her hand squeezed mine. I just couldn’t stop my eyes from tearing up. 

Anyways I stopped with her till her hubby and son arrived later in the afternoon.

They took her out of the coma the next day and with physio she was soon up and walking around with her heart monitor. She was then transferred to a heart specialist in Perth where she had a ICD ( implantable cardioverter defibrillator) fitted. It will monitor her heart’s electrical activity and send electrical impulses to correct abnormal rhythms. Had that fitted one day and home the next.

Sis is still coming to terms with all that happened. Fortunately she can’t remember what happened, though she knows how hard the Drs at her local hospital worked on her as she has a fractured sternum and few broken ribs from the CPR.  For a few days after she came out of the coma she had a very poor memory but thankfully now that has too improved.

Below is on Saturday night. I drove down and spent the weekend with her. It was so good to see her looking so good. At night out at the speedway was good therapy for us pair of rev heads. 

This morning weigh in I lost over a kilo, the best loss I’ve had in weeks. But still it’s a long way down to where I was. A Dr visit tomorrow, I’m asking for bloods to be checked for a few things too. 

Till I visit again…..