hi everyone.
i guess the saying is true 'when it rains it pours' my grandmother has been in a bad MS attack for about a week now, in severe pain whenever she even just moved a little and developed a 104.8 fever yesterday, and refused to let me cool her down with a towl, wouldnt take any medicine for me, wouldnt even take her daily regular medications and i couldnt put her in the tub or shower, because she has to be able to help me. normally she has upper body strenth and can hold herself up. but during this attack, she is so lifeless there is just no way to put her in the shower safely. so i told her 'granmda i love you very much, but if you DO NOT let me get your fever down before it kills you (it made it up to 105.4!!!) i am calling the hosptial to take you in and you WILL get your medicine from them.
so thats where i was yesterday. she hates hospitals and was so upset that we took her. but it was a blessing that i decided to take her, because we also found out that she had a bad bad BAD UTI that the doctor said was so so close to making her septic. she also was extreamly dehydrated (i gave her water, she was drinking, but the fever was drying it all up) AND, what would have killed her faster than anything else, was that her potassium was at 2.1!!!! normal is 3.5 and low is 2.5, but hers was dangerously low.
but she is ok now. once they forced the tyenol into her (rectally unfortunatley becasue she refused to take it orally)
and hung a saline drip and van-co-my-acine (sorry i cant spell it right) and leviquin. then a potassium bag (in a seperage iv for some reason) she got better almost immediately. about 2 hours later, she was talking louder and clearer, her face wasnt so pale, and she wasnt in pain anymore. so im sure that made her feel better.
i am sorry everyone. even i see the problems that your talking about...and im sorry i made you all not believe me...
J, your right, im sorry im not taking my meds, i forgot them at the old house. and though its only been a few days, its probably affecting me. ive been feeling a little depressed. but thats it.
i am a little blasé about all of this...but you guys have to realise that i spent alot of years with aylas bio father treating me like this, i dont like to say this, because its terrible, but im kinda 'used to it' im sorry
alty, you know that i dont disagree with you hardly ever. in fact i cant remember anytime i have disagreed with you...but i have to here. you private messaged me (i wont share the message) that men dont all of a sudden change to abusive. your wrong hon. it does happen. aylas dad started out as sweet as sweet can be. and he gradually slowly changed and became more and more controlling untill he was finally pushing me and then throwing things at me and then hitting me. *hugs* i hope me disagreeing with you doesnt make you mad.
im gonna try to make a list of all the stuff that happend. these last few
teusday morning 9/1:
i was on the phone with mom, he asked what was for dinner. i said 'hang on hon ill tell you in a sec'
this was when i was in a good mood, and was talking nicely...
he started stomping, yelling, 'f-ing stupid b#### cant even anwer my dam question'
and stomped off into the other room.
my mom said she couldnt hear me over him so she told me to talk to him and call her later while he was at work.
this is where i think it got confusing in all my rush and anger and upsetness while posting originally. im reading back as i type this out to fix any errors.
FIRST he said 'your mother is an f-ing b#### anyways, i dont know why you even talk to her'
then i yelled at him and told him ALL the things my mother has done for us. like pay our bills when we were behind, she let us live with her when we first got married. and then let us move back in when we lost our first place. she has done SO MUCH for us, and asks nothing in return. yet she is a 'bi###'
then he ran at me and hit me in the face. it was in the side of my jaw on the right side (he is left handed to let you know just so that it doenst confuse anyone)
this is also where it got confusing (for me too, now that i am reading everything)
he left for work after hitting me. after he hit me i stormed into my room and slammed and locked the door. he left for work.
i called my mom back and said 'im sorry i cant deal with this anymore'
she told me to pack my things and call uncle ted (the police officer) to come get our stuff in his truck.
it was while my uncle and aunt were there helping me pack that issac called and tried to say sorry, and i said im sorry too, because i cant handle this anymore'and he said 'what are you talking about are you leaving??" and i said 'YES I AM'
he hung up. which told me he was on his way so i called the cops.
Issac got there and was freaking out (he kept switching back and fourth between being angry for me taking the computer, and crying telling me not to leave)
and btw, the computer is the ONLY common property i took, because it has aylas school stuff in it, my school stuff in it, and my job searches in it. i left him EVERYTHING. i only took my clothing, aylas stuff, and the computer. and i was goign to get my nic nacs and vases, but those got destroyed.
then the police were there, and saw how agitated he was, and how upset i was and told issac to leave and come back when i was gone. then the police officer advised me to make a report about him hitting me.
so i told issac the truck was full and i would be back tomrrow to get the rest of it. issac left. we finished getting my stuff in the truck and all that. and left.
later that night, issac called. threw a fit screaming. all that is accurate. he yelled screamed threw a fit. told me he destroyed my stuff. called ALL night long. i finally shut my phone off, and he started calling my moms phone so my dad answered and told him to stop calling.
WEDNESDAY, 2/9:
after taking ayla to school with uncle ted (i dont go over there without him anymore) we went by the house to get the rest of my stuff. and he had absolutely destroyed EVERYTHING . not just my stuff. EVERYTHING. i told the apartment manager and she came and took pictures. after we got what little we could salvage, we went home and i called the police (which i needed to do anyway) and filed a report for him hitting me, harrassing me on the phone, and destroying my stuff. i figured that was the best way to to it instead of doing a bunch of seperate ones.
yesterday, Thursday 3/9::
i went to the doctors this morning, got some pain pills (IB 800mg) the doctor said it was sore and bruised, but its nothing more than soft tissue soreness.
this was the day that grandma went into the hopstial and i was there from lunch time at about 12, untill this morning at 6.
i hope this clears stuff up...
). I may have just joined but I have been reading the boards for quite awhile and have read this one since it began. 
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