Today was crazy scary day. My mom’s been not feeling well for the last few days, saying she’s feeling lightheaded, then last night she started having concerning symptoms, one of them being high blood pressure. We called a few ERs in hospitals to see if they were treating coronavirus patients, and we decided to wait it out until this morning to take her to an urgent care place nearby to reduce the risk of exposing her to the virus. However after consulting with a doctor at the urgent care this morning and talking to my couple of friends who are doctors, I made the decision to take my mom to an ER despite the threat of COVID-19. The decision didn’t come easy and I was unsure if I was doing the right thing, but in the end, it was the only thing to do, given her condition. And I’m so grateful that I did. She was taken inside and was given the care she needed. At first, I wasn’t able to stay with her in the ER room, but thanks to my friend doctor who called in for me, they made the special exception for me to stay with her until she got admitted to the hospital which was 6 hours later. The wait was long and it was scary seeing everyone super stressed, but I was thankful that they were able to do all the tests she needed. When I HAD to leave because they were being very strict with no visitors rule, my mom gave me the biggest saddest puppy eyes right at me which broke my heart. But I had no control over this situation and I trusted that she was in good hands.
I left and walked to the parking lot only to find that my car battery was dead. Along with my phone! I sat there for a few minutes, tired, hungry and worried, then I gathered myself and walked back to the same security guard who was extremely mean and rude to me when he kicked me out the first time. I had to ask him if I can borrow his phone charger and he said I couldn’t. And that was that. I mean, I could see there were bunch of chargers right next to him, but whatever. So I asked one of the valet guys if they could help me jumpstart my car. They didn’t jump in too eagerly to help but reluctantly they did and I was SO grateful. This was around 11pm at this point. I drove home, picked up a few granola bars, hot water, my mom’s phone and the charger then headed back to the hospital to drop them off, talked the nurse in charge of my mom at the front lobby then came back home around mid-night. What. A. Day.
I’m grateful by this point, she was already stable and beginning to feel better.
