Yes, it's 4 a.m. in the morning. No, I don't usually get up and blog at this hour.
Earlier this evening (last night?) my Mom let me know that my Grandma Madeline had gone into the hospital. Apparently she was found in her room unresponsive. My Dad left to be by his Mother's side. She lives a couple hours away, but as he neared her town, she was being transported the opposite direction towards Eugene. So Dad turned around and headed back the direction he had come - and then on to the hospital. I didn't find out until later that the ambulance delivered her to a helicopter and she took a quick flight instead. Poor Dad had a lot of driving to do.
My Mom called again awhile ago to say that things were not looking good at all. Grandma's potassium levels are sky high, it appears there is some sort of septic infection? I'm not getting all this straight so I'll stop now. Short version is that she may not make it through the night. Just before I was ready to go I awoke Mr Nice Guy and told him I was going. I asked if he wanted to go with me and he did not even hesitate. Bless his heart he rolled right out of bed. This is THE busiest of busy weeks at work for him, and he already came home early yesterday to console me for an unrelated meltdown. *sigh* I am waiting for him - and then we will leave.
I will update via Twitter... you can see it over in my sidebar. This reminds me all too much of about 3 months back when I lost my Grandpa in the same hospital. My tummy is upset. I could use some prayers - but most importantly pray for my parents please? My Dad is watching his Momma fail, and my Mom has been spending quiet time lately with her own Mother who was placed under Hospice care this past month.