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Thursday, October 18, 2012
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I am on alert this morning. Kissy came to wake me up this morning at 5:20 am. He got up on the bed, hit me with his big foot (he did what we call 'big-footed me') ... and barked. I woke up, watched him in the nightlight. He doesn't do this unless something is outside, something is going on closeby.
Kissy sat for a moment looking toward the bedroom door... I 'knew' his attention was on something. I got up, he barked again. As I came closer to the door to enter the hall, he jumped off the bed in front of me. I had to follow him up the hall.
We went to the living room where I saw Skip sitting in his recliner holding a plastic hospital container he brought home with him yesterday. He was nauseated.
He told me he had been up since 1:00 a.m. hurting in his right side. I took his BP, and temperature. I, also, called the hospital. For now, Skip is comfortably resting on the couch where I put his soft pillows... and covered him up in cosy bedcovers. I just looked over at him... he is resting quietly.
I made him promise not to get up sick again... without waking me up. He understands I need to know what is going on with him 'in case' he has to go back to the hospital. I am recording everything on paper 'just in case'... this way all is more accurate... if we have to go back.
I am his 'guardian angel' in life... I will watch over him. I like to think Tommy is his guardian angel in the afterlife looking over him.
I look at Skip at this very moment... he is sleeping quietly. He seems to be resting comfortably. Kissy did want to lay on top of him... for now, he can't. :)))
Kissy is tight against my feet, laying on my blanket as I sit here and type. Chadwick wanted to stay close to Skip... he is now, sleeping on the loveseat.
They are worried about their Skip. They are his 'guardian angels', also. I loved that Kissy woke me up to come to Skip... I loved that Chadwick stayed near Skip.
I may stay awake alittle longer, when I feel it's okay... I will nap closeby Skip. We 'guardian angels' have to stay on the alert... our special somebody needs us... we need him. I love you, Skip.