Our Saturday started off great and Brooke and I spent a lot of time together while Andrew was at the hospital for school all day.
And then at around dinner time once Andrew was home we got a phone call that my dad had taken a big fall on the ice and hit his head very hard. My mom got him to the hospital and they gave him a CT scan (he is okay… I don’t like waiting until the end of the story to let people know he is okay).
Andrew and I rushed to the hospital as fast as we could and my sister and her family were there too. My dad could not remember a thing from the last three months. Not one thing. He was on a one minute repeat cycle…. about every one minute he would ask us again what happened to him and why his head hurt. He’d ask who brought him to the hospital, he would tell us that he felt really disconnected from everything and had no idea what was going on. The sweet part was that there was a calendar on the board in front of him and every minute or so he would see that it was January 7th (my sister’s bday) and make a HUGE deal about how it was her birthday and tell her the sweetest and most sincere happy birthday. He also would want us to sing to her but we stopped after a few times of that ha;) The calendar also made him realize that he couldn’t remember a thing from Christmas and so he would ask the doctor if he could leave to rewrap our presents.
The doctor came in after a bit to tell us that the CT scan showed no swelling or bleeding (biggest relief for us) but that it would just take time for his memory to come back. My poor mom was so beyond sad and worried this whole time but that news was so good to hear. We got to take him home and we stayed at my parents’ house until late. I’ll be over there today and hopefully his memory comes back asap!
I’ll be back tomorrow but as for now, we are pretty exhausted. I hope you have a beautiful Sunday.
I am so thankful for my family.