KIDNAPPING

I have been gone for a week and now I am back again, not knowing what the future holds but knowing who holds the future. The only real peace that I have is in Him. I am in the Trust Mode waiting on Him, knowing He is in control and He loves me, He cares, He knows what I am feeling and He is working everything out to my good, because I love Him and am called according to His purpose.

The past few weeks have been some of the toughest. When I came home from seeing my mother, I would call her and she would beg me to come back. I went up and spent a few days, came home and then received a call that she had fallen and hit her head on her dresser. She had a knot on her forehead the size of a fist. She was with two caretakers in her home, so I immediately made calls to my supervisor to let him know I was on my way back to Oklahoma. My mother is on blood thinner and as they were preparing to take her by ambulance to the hospital, I was praying she did not have an arterial bleed.

The doctor who has been caring for her is a small town doctor and has stated he doesn't really know much about what to do in her case. He advised the caretaker to put an ace bandage around her head and get her to the hospital. The ace bandage caused the knot on her head to go down, but the blood pooled in her eyelids making pockets of blood and they swelled shut, then the blood turned her face purple.

Thankfully I got to the hospital and found she did not have an arterial bleed, it was just surface. They had put her on Ativan which makes my mother act really strange. She also was thinking she was blind which didn't help matters any. She was begging me again to get her out of there. She kept telling me she needed my help, she would fight with us and we couldn't keep her in the hospital bed. Finally after three days of this, the doctor let her go and had made an appointment for a Neurologist in Oklahoma City. I came home, then returned to take her.

My sister is very nervous and she believes drugs are the best thing for mom, but I personally believe and have told her that I don't believe mom should be so sedated that she is almost comatose. I feel she should be able to choose. So before I left for Oklahoma City, I told them not to give her the ativan, so she could be aware of what was going on around her.

So the end of this story is... I took mother to the Neurologist. I advised him of her fighting and how the ativan was making her act really strange and comatose like, she was waking up in the middle of the night fighting and trying to leave the house, but couldn't walk. The doctor said to take her off of it and if she had a seizure to turn her on her side until she got through it, and if it was violent to take her to ER. She takes her other meds, but no more ativan for my mother!!

So on the way home, I called my sister and she refused to listen. She kept telling me that was what brought mom out of the seizures. I let her know the doctor said no more, but she still insisted. I asked mom if she wanted to go home or go to Texas, she wanted to go with me, so we didn't even stop to get her any clothes. You might say I am the renegade in my family, I just decided it was time for a kidnapping.

I have never actually kidnapped anyone before, but I do admit I kidnapped my mother! She has been in Texas for four days, she could not walk, could not concentrate to form a sentence, could not go to the bathroom on her own and after four days she has had no seizures and is walking with a walker, going to the bathroom by herself and sleeping all night. We bought her some clothes and some pajamas, pray with her daily and read the bible to her.

My sister asked what I was going to do if she had a seizure and went into a coma, I said at least she will be happy and it is ultimately in God's hands. We have gone out to eat, shopped a little, laughed and talked alot. We push her in her wheelchair, people stare cuz she has two black eyes and her face it black and blue, but who cares?

She is staying at my daughters who has always wanted gramma to come live with her and because I work all night. My husband leaves early, so we have no one there. This kid of mine is a saint, she has been telling gramma for years she was going to move her in with her and she decided about a month ago to do so and things kind of fell into place.

Mom still gives us a tongue lashing once in awhile but she is happy at least twenty two hours of the day and has some quality of life. She may not be here tomorrow, but today she is living it up. Thanks to all of you for your prayers and if you would send up a prayer for my brothers and sisters so they understand mom wants to live normally for a little while longer. None of them wanted to care for her in their home and I think she should be with family.

My daughter once told me..."Mom... true love is not convienent!" God must really love me to have blessed me with this kid who has such a Big heart for not only gramma but for everyone else around her. I can see the fingerprints of God all over her life. Thank You Lord and thanks to all of you for prayers.