Thank you dear friends, for all your prayers. Thank you good Lord, for your mercy and grace.
My grandma was rushed to hospital on Tuesday (17sep) after dinner, when she could neither sit or lay down due to excruciating pains in her abdomen. She was wheeled to ICU after doctor's assessment. Prior to this, she had been suffering from severe discomfort from time to time, most often after meals, which according to my mom was supposedly "an old person's ailment" - she was feel severe chills so bad her body ached, but would usually recover from the chills after covering herself with blanket and perspiring while she lays covered with blanket.
On Wednesday, she was in stable conditions. By wee hours of Thursday, her ability to breath was declining, so was her blood pressure. By dawn, doctor instructed to put her on full breathing aid. A check revealed she was bleeding in the stomach, plus another check (i'm not sure what's the timeline for this check, but both findings were made known to me on Thursday morning, when my mom called me to tell me to rush down to the hospital for a possible last time with grandma) saw that she had a gallstone block entirely the bile duct, and toxins had already accummulated in her pancreas. That was when we were all aware that her stomach issue had in fact been chronic pancreatitis, coupled with the bleeding souce in her stomach, i remember hearing "blood poisoning". She was in septic shock leading to breathing failure.
An urgent op was carried out to stop her stomach bleeding, drain the toxins and remove gallstone. A simple but high risk op, given that her blood pressure was dangerously low, she's over 85, and that they were doing the op guided by x-ray, they had no idea how much she has bled out internally. It was to be a half hour to 45min wait, but it took 1hr 30min before we finally see her wheeled out of the OT.
Post op, doctor told us they managed to stopped her bleeding, and planted a tube to bypass the gallstone to drain the toxins, which hopefully will be passed out by her own body. They were unable to extract the gallstone (root cause of all these complications) because her white blood cell count was so low, they are worried there's not enough to clot leading her to bleed out during op, and the gallstone is quite large in size.
From Thursday up till today, though still in critical condition in ICU, she has been showing progress in recovery and also in responding to us each day. First was stabilized vitals, then she's recovering partial voluntary breathing so doctor had her oxygen pipe downsized, sedative dose was lessened (they had to sedate her bcos she fought to remove the oxygen pipe initially), developed mild fever yesterday (a sign that her body is recovering the ability to fight the pancreas infection), and today recovering her blood pressure. We were told that if she continues with her current rate of recovery, the oxygen pipe can be expected to be removed in days to come.
Though its been only a span of 4 days since my first hospital visitation, it felt like i've been going there for months. Needless to mention what it must have felt for my mom and her siblings.
Though i've been through the loss of FIL, seen it all, been through it, it is not seeing her in tubes and not moving that makes me want to cry, it is when i speak to her, seeing how she struggles to get up or repositions herself due to the discomfort, and seeing her cry through the closed lids, it made me choke.
Though she is recovering at a good rate, i dare not hold my hopes too high, and fall too hard later. A lesson i've learnt.
Since the first hit with FIL years ago, i have been running a particular scene in my mind over and over, inception maybe, to be ready for the day when my grandma have to leave this world. I cannot bear to see her going, but it is inevitable. So i just keep prepping myself to hold up with the heartache and all. But when the possibility of such a day is here, no amount of mental prep previously done can do. It perhaps had hold me together and avoided emotional breakdown. Which i really needed because i had to attend to JCH. And thanks to the support and small messages from friends who knows because i had to cancel appointments. Thanks to LOF for supporting through prayers. Thank God for healing my grandma.
Please my dear friends, spend more time loving and visiting your old folks. Too much of their lives had already passed them by. Cherish the remaining times they have with you. Love them while you can. Also please take note of their health. To them, pain below the chest and above the butt = stomach ache. This i believe is why my grandma wasn't diagnosed promptly with her gallstone issue and led to other complications affecting her organs. Take note of your own health too. Read on pancreatitis. It is so unknown but can be so fatal.
Please, do continue praying for my grandma's recovery. And also for the wellbeing of my family members: my brothers, cousins, mom and her siblings who visit everyday. Even for me, by visiting one hour max a day (skipped Sat's visitation for Meilin's farewell as she's going to be in UK for the next 2yrs at least), i'm feeling tired. Emotionally tired i guess. Physically maybe, having to brave the sun pushing JCH to take the train to the hospital. Thankfully JCH has been quite coorperative. Feel so sorry that i have not been able to read to him or play much with him for these few days.
Take care. Good night.