V-Day

14 Feb 2013.
Happy Valentine's Day.

Morning 7am, my domestic helper came up and wake us up.
Said my mother is sick.
I know she is sick, but what is this now?

Went down take a look.
Ahhh. No good. She's not responding to me. Seemed like having problem with breathing.
So immediately, called up for an ambulance to come and pick here.

Quickly went to brush up myself, knowing the ambulance would be here anytime.
They reached in a short while. Checked, and whisked her off into the ambulance.
I was told to take the vehicle commander seat..
As it moved, the driver started the siren.

The morning traffic is starting, still moving along though.
Slowly, seeing cars moving aside to let the ambulance moved through.
The kind of feeling while in the ambulance, is indeed hard to describe.
顿时，有种莫名的难过。
When you see some cars like not giving way, really feel like cursing at them.
I guess it's normal.

Reached the emergency department. They brought her in for the ED doctor to check.
Waited. Waited.
Doctor came, and asked me questions.
Repeated this a few times:
She woke up about 5.30am. Ask my helper for juice. Made pear and plum juice for her.
Even asked my dad to switch off fan.
Drank the juice, and then it just happened. Getting breathless.
She's been ok for the past few days (and weeks).
Her legs getting better, her respiratory problem was somehow under control.
Her liver cannot get better, but appears functionally well still.

After a while, doctor came again, and said likely asthma attack. Will need to be admitted.
Did the paperwork. Waited.
In between went for breakfast. Waited.
SMS came. Warded already.
Cool technology isn't it?

Went up to ward. Hmmmm. Not looking good still, but at least she can respond a little. Slurring a bit, but can still figure out what she was trying to say.
Again, repeated some medical history to the nurses at the ward. Their SOP, no choice.
Stayed around, and around lunch time, she looked a bit better, and can respond a little better too.
Only thing is keep forgetting things that she asked.
Asked me where her denture is for at least 3-4 times in 10 minutes. It was dropped at home. :P

Fed her the lunch. Not much appetite it seemed, but still managed to eat some.
Stayed a little longer, then went back home.
Afterall, still need to work eh?!?!

Had quick dinner, then went back to hospital to see her.
My sister who was there after I left, also get same questions from her a few times.
Oh well, all seemed to be a little more better again in the evening.
Brought her the denture, and some of the things she asked for.
Perhaps that stopped her from asking the same questions again.

Today went to see her.
They shifted her to another room in the same ward. This room has more respiratory and monitoring equipment.
Externally, she looked ok, except with more gadgets monitoring her.
Internally, it is still not good.

Not sure how long she is going to stay there this time.
Will see how things go.