I’m not sure why when it rains, it pours.
The last couple of days have been tiring and exhausting to say the least. Apart from Elkan’s HFMD scare, Dad was also due for an angiogram at the hospital.
From the last visit to the doctor at the National Neurological Institute (NNI), even after restarting Dad on a routine of Aspirin to thin the blood, Dad still keeps getting bouts of mini stroke attacks at a frequency of once to twice a day, lasting between 15 to 20 minutes each time.
The angiogram procedure was decided to be a necessary procedure for the doctors to confirm the reason behind Dad’s mini stroke attacks.
Dad was admitted on Monday afternoon and the procedure was planned for Tuesday morning.
Imagine the stress on Monday when we “discovered” Elkan’s supposed HFMD problem. We had to quickly get Elkan to the doctors (at about 11am), then I had to bring my Dad to the hospital for admission at about 2pm. At about 2:30pm, I recieved an SMS from Christine telling me that the school called to inform us that according to MCYS regulations, I had to bring the girls back home. Wahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday was terrible.
Tuesday brought alot more promise when we discovered that Elkan’s HFMD was actually just a viral fever. Dad’s procedure also went without any hitches. I visited him at about 5pm earlier, and he was very cheerful, and lighthearted. More concerned with Elkan than himself. He was visibly happy when I told him about the mistaken HFMD diagnosis. Dad had to stay an additional night because of the aspirin thinning his blood, and the risk of the blood not clotting.
Everything seemed to be on its way back to normal.
Unfortunately…. not so.
I recieved a call from sis, informing me that a doctor called from the hospital about dad. He had tried to get hold of me, but couldn’t. I called back, and discovered that Dad had a slightly more major attack lasting 45 minutes at about 9pm. The doctor wanted me to head down to the hospital as soon as I could.
As I was home alone with the two girls (Christine was at her mum’s place with Elkan), I had to call Christine to come back home, so that I could head out to the hospital.
When I finally reached the hospital at about 10pm, the doctor informed me that they had already performed an emergency MRI on Dad, and the MRI showed that the last attack did no damage to his brain. This was an obvious relief, but the doctors were still worried as to why the attack occured. It could have been the Angiogram, as it is sometimes known to cause certain side effects.
In anycase, Dad didn’t seem any different from the last time we met at 5pm. He was still cheerful, and he could move his hands and legs.
The doctors are going to meet tomorrow morning to discuss the next step and the options available. I’m expecting a call tomorrow morning when the options will be made known to me and Dad, and then we’ll take the next steps.
Before I left, I prayed with Dad over his condition. I hope he will be able to get a good night’s sleep tonight.
I’m praying hard.
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