Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Update from few months ago till now.

I am sorry for not able to post anything since April or maybe even longer, this post will explain what I been dealing with and doing since April.

Before I explain what is going on, here who is in my family, My mom, my grandpa and his twin sister who is my great aunt and she have dementia, than there's my boyfriend,Adam and my uncle who is my mom's brother and my grandpa's wife passed away in 2011 than there is me, the only grandchild. By the way: We have Hospice for my great aunt and TLC a company to take care of my great aunt. Pets: Nyla an grey tabby and she is 13 years old, Molly an Chiweenie and she is almost 5 years old.

In the begging of April, one day my grandpa woke up with his arm hurting like he explains it like sleeping on it wrong. That morning, my grandpa made an doctor appointment to go see if the doctor could do something for him. My boyfriend and I took my grandpa to the doctors and the doctor told my grandpa, he might pulled a muscle in his arm and that he is going to send physical therapist to the house to help to get his arm better. My grandpa was glad to heard that, but I was thinking that was very odd and how he could do that? 
About week later, the physical therapist  came to the house about five times in two weeks and helping him out. Than one night while my mom and Adam and I were watching TV, my mom got an phone called from my grandpa, and my grandpa said that he had fell and that he can't get up. So, we all got in the car and rush over to his house, but thankfully my grandpa was on carpet and no bleeding and no pain! Sadly, all three of us could not picked him up, he was dead weight, but my mom called 911, but ask only for firemen to help us to picked up my grandpa off the floor. So, about three firemen came to the house and help him up and than they check him and left. My grandpa was fine and didn't really need our help anymore, and we went back home and my boyfriend went back to his place.

On one June day, my grandpa was coughing a lot and wasn't feeling good and my mom was worried that my grandpa might have bronchitic. So, that day my mom took my grandpa to ER and I was staying with my great aunt. After nine hours, my mom called me and told me that the hospital wants to keep grandpa over night because they can do a better x-ray on his lungs in the morning. That night, I stay the night with my great aunt and Molly and Nyla. My mom texted David and told him what is going on. The next day, when the nurse gave my grandpa breakfast, my grandpa was coughing a lot like he was chocking on his food. So, the doctor did more tests to see why he was coughing a lot when he eats. After doing few tests, the doctor told my mom that he might had an stroke, but it was weird because my grandpa didn't show any signs of having an stroke. That one way the discover he had an stroke and lost his ability to swallow. My mom texted her brother and David called and started to yelled at us and blame us for causing my grandpa to have an stroke.  David came down from where he lives is up north, but not north California like central California and started to make a big deal how my grandpa house is VERY,VERY dirty! He started to take pictures of EVERY dirt he could find and EVERY little thing that is wrong. My grandpa house wasn't VERY dirty, it wasn't dirty, because I clean his house everyday and take care of my great aunt and nanny at night time. That day, he say I can take care of my great aunt, so my mom and I let him. After three days, David  only spend time cleaning the carpets ( only living room and my great aunt room) and smoking and eating junk food and putting all the furniture in the house in different rooms and took off an wooden dresser legs and left his cigs bun on the ground, went home after three days.

  After few weeks of being in the hospital, my grandpa went home!  So, that day, David said that he can take care of them full time without any help. After four days, David went home and my mom had to take my grandpa back to the ER because my grandpa felt weaker and couldn't walk really good. After the ER visit, my grandpa had to stay over night because he was dehydrated and that my uncle didn't called the rehab people to come to the house to help get my grandpa stronger. That Sunday, I was with my great aunt and she was weak to and she told me that David woke up and yelled at my grandpa because David wants them to do what he wants not what they want him to do.  David was being very rude to the person from TLC and hospice people. 

My grandpa was in rehab for five weeks and he got home about June 25th he got home. Since he got home, I take care of him and my great aunt, but thankfully Adam helps me out and my mom helps me out too. On Mondays, there's no TLC person, so my boyfriend comes over and helps me out with the twins. On weekend, my mom helps me out a ton and lets me go out and do whatever I want. Tuesdays-Friday we have TLC comes and helps with my great aunt from 10 am to 3 pm. I been living at my grandpa's house for an while and there was no wifi till two weeks ago! 
We have physical therapist comes in and speech therapist and O.P comes in for my grandpa, but this week is he done with them! 

Updates! I passed my driver test last week! My grandpa can take showers without any help and shave too, he can walk better! My great aunt isn't drinking a lot water, but that normal for her and she has a lump or mass inside her side, but we can't do anything for it and her heart is working extra hard. 
The twins with Molly