Well, I decided that it is finally time for me to begin a new journal. I really miss being able to share my life with all of my "journal buddies", and keep myself sane though writing in my journal. I thought about just continuing on in my pregnancy journal, but that seemed really kind of stupid since I am no longer pregnant and won't be for a very long time! SO, time for a new beginning.
For those of you who are reading this who don't know me, my name is Melissa. I am mommy to three beautiful girls, 18 month old twins Gabriella and Isabella, and new baby Deborah. I have been married for two and a half years to my wonderful DH, Rick, and we live in a little house in Minneapolis. Okay, that's about all you need to know! LOL
So, on to my journal. I just went back to work last Monday. So today is officially my second week back to work following maternity leave. Work is going well. Back to the usual, already. But my outside life seems to be sucking as usual... well, let me take that back. Just my dad... he has been in the hospital. He is having heart problems... so here is the thing. A week after I began working again, my mom was diagnosed with a brain tumor and then lung cancer and given a year or less to live. Now, less than a week before I go back after maternity leave, my dad has a heart attack. It's like fate doesn't want me to work! It's jut weird, weird timing.
Anyway, details on my dad... here is what I had posted on my birth board... just so you know, before this post I had been told that my dad was probably going to need a heart transplant.
Well, here's the scoop for those of you who have been asking about my dad. They did some more stress tests on his heart on Monday and determined that his heart was not in as bad a shape as they had thought from the angioplasty. So they let him go home on Tuesday with plans to schedule a bypass surgery for next week. On Wednesday I tried calling his house and there was no answer. So then I called my grandmas and there was no answer. So I called the hospital just in case and he was in the emergency room at that very moment. Turns out he was having more chest pain and pressure. they gave him some Nitro and he was feeling better, but now he is in the Cardiac ICU and they are keeping a very close eye on him. Turns out that he has had 2 heart attacks that he didn't know he had. They determined that they were correct in their initial assessment that his heart is VERY damaged and diseased. However, they have decided to try bypass surgery tomorrow anyway. It is going to be a very dangerous procedure for him since his heart is so bad off, and they are worried about seizures. If the bypass surgery does not work, he will be given a pacemaker until a donor heart can be found for a transplant.
This is very scary to me... my dad is only 48. What is it with my parents this year??? First my mom with the cancer and now my dad...
It's kind of shocking to realize that in the space of 8 months I have been told that my mother had less than a year to live and that my dad needs a heart transplant. Luckily they were wrong about my mom and she is now in remission, let's hope the same luck holds true for my dad... oh, and BTW, they are no longer married... they divorced when I was 10, so as an only child, I am the decision maker when it comes to healthcare decisions if they can't make the decision by themselves. It has been stressful...
Anyway, please send some prayers my dad's way-- he needs them! Thanks ladies...
UPDATE: It is 10:30 on Friday night. I was at the hospital until after 7 tonight. My dad is currently stable, and sedated. He's alive, which is a huge relief. He went into surgery this morning at around 10:30 and they didn't get him off of bypass until after 5:30. It was a long day. The surgeon came out to tal to us at about 5:45 to tell us how it went. He said that when they first opened up my dad's chest, they got very worried because they realized just HOW damaged my father's heart is. They were worried that he would not make it through surgery. But they continued on anyway. His heart, which is supposed to be approximately the size of your fist, was the size of a small soccer ball. Yikes. The surgeon ended up bypassing three arteries and repaired two valves that were leaking. He believes that he did enough so that if my dad makes it though the next few days, his heart should be able to function for the rest of his life if he takes care of himself and his heart. He will never have a healthy heart again, though, and will be unable to work for the rest of his life. The surgeon let us know just how incredibly serious my dad's condition was when he told us aftre the surgery that at that very moment, my dad was probably the sickest guy in the hospital. That makes you stop and think!!
We finally got to see him at around 6:30. He was still sleeping and was breathing with the help of a ventillator. His heart was beating on its own, but was being helped along by a balloon pump to keep it sort of resting for a couple of days. It was the scariest thing I have ever seen. He looked so fragile and awful... I don't ever want to see a parent of mine in that kind of state again. It's awful. But I just called up there a fwe minutes ago and they said that he was currently very stable and had woken up a little, though they currently have him very sedated. I will go see him tomorrow morning and hopefully he will be awake then. Anyway, just thought I'd give you an update. Thank you so much for all of the prayers!!!!
Well, since that post, not much has changed with my dad. He is being watched round the clock in CVICU-- he has his own nurse. His balloon pump is still in, he's still on the ventillator, sedated, and he is strapped dpwn because whenever he is awake and people are around he becomes very agitated and has tried pulling out the ventillator. His blood pressure has been unstable and keeps dropping, so they have been giving him pints of blood and watching him very closely. It is so weird and scary to have him like this. The docs are hoping to maybe take out the balloon pump tomorrow, but I have heard that every day since Friday, so I am not counting on it.
Anyway, as for other things, my girls are doing great! The twins are getting so grown up and smart! Gabriella is on the potty training road-- she goes potty in the potty chair once or twice a day which is great. Belle, on the other hand, still has not gone on the potty and has no interest in sitting on it with her diaper off. SO, I think that it'll be a while before we get anywhere with her. It's kind of nice, for a change, to have Gabby do something first!
The baby is doing well. It's amazing how quickly she is growing! And I tend to notice it more now that I am gone during the day. She sleeps pretty good at night, usually not waking until 3 or 4, and sometimes later than that for a feeding. So I have been getting lots of sleep compared to how we did with the twins!
Anyway, I am sure this is long enough and I should end it for today... hope you all have a wonderful one!
Nicky-- lunch is ON! YAY! I am so excited to see you-- I have missed you so much! I haven't seen you in 3 months!! We'll have to discuss details of when and where! Sorry you are sick... I hope that darnned cold gets gone soon!
Dayna-- I am so excited to see you so happy and confident this time around! I can totally just see your little loulou swimming around in there! So how much money did you spend at the baby store???
Kelly-- so glad you are back home. I bet Marco was so excited!! Thanks for the compliment on the picture... I like it, too... it's really the only family pic we have!
Theresa, not really sure if you read my journal... but if you do, let me know! I hope things are going very well for you!