My Week

So I set off this past week with the intention of just kicking back and hanging out with my boyfriend while he is on spring break from grad school. Sunday I got an early phone call from my family telling me that they were rushing my dad to the hospital. I spent all day that day making life changing decisions while my dad fought for his life, having a stroke. He had a blood clot in his brain and as they looked him over they informed us that it was a very massive stroke. 25 on their scale, with 0 being perfectly normal, single digits being a good chance of survival, teens an okay chance at survival, and a very low chance of survival in the 20s. We went through with a surgery to remove the clot and was able to get some of it but not all. Luckily the brain automatically started redirecting blood to try and get to the part that was blocked.

He has spent the rest of the week fighting for his life, with most of the week trying to prevent the brain from swelling too much.

There has been a glimmer of hope, he's been able to stay conscious for a little while, can speak the phrase "I don't care," and has been trying to say more, and he recognizes those who are in the room and most of his communication has been facial expressions and hand squeezing. Today he's been using more of the side of the body that was affected by the stroke as well.

Next week will be a lot of taking care of the house and pets while my mom stays by his side and prepping for my new job at a local hospital as a scheduling specialist. When I was offered the job at a higher rate than they had originally offered me, I knew this was meant to be and it couldn't have happened at a better time.

I will have extra funds to help out around the house, pay off my student loans, and hopefully get a very badly needed car.