Those of you who are my friend on Facebook or in real life will already know that it's been a rough couple of weeks where my mom in concerned. I thought I'd take a moment to fill you in on the details, since status updates can be a bit hazy and my mind has been reeling a bit this week. I hope no one else ever has to go through what my family went through last Saturday.
On Tuesday, April 20, Mom woke up with chest pains. They were deep and they scared her. My dad took her to the ER where they admitted her to the hospital in Oxford (where she lives). If you don't already know this, my mom had a kidney transplant 17 days before Dean was born (December 19, 2007 to be exact). Any time there are medical issues, we watch her kidney to make sure it stays healthy. When she got to the hospital, they ran an EKG and echocardiogram, both of which were normal, but they wanted to do a heart cath to check for blockages. The doctor said he was almost sure she had a full blockage and would at least require stents. Her heart cath had to be delayed until her creatnine was 1.4 and they couldn't do the test until it was 1.0. So they waited. She had a couple more episodes of chest pain, for which they gave her aspirin and nitroglycerine.
On Saturday morning of last week, she got up to go to the restroom and took a bad fall due to dizziness. She hit her shins on the bottom of her IV pole. By the time my dad got to the hospital several hours later (no one called to tell him she had fallen), she had developed compartment syndrome. Her shins swelled to three times their normal size and she developed severe blisters. It looked as though she had third-degree burns and extremely bad bruises. The doctors began talking about doing surgery because if they didn't , they might have to amputate her legs. They also said she needed a blood transfusion due to the amount of bruising and that a transfusion would pretty definitely kill her donor kidney. At that point, my father decided she should be airlifted to UAB Hospital in Birmingham where her transplant had taken place so the doctors there could care of her if/when she rejected the kidney. Due to weather, her flight was delayed 7 hours. She didn't leave Oxford until 11:30pm.
In the meantime, she was in horrible pain and asked to see her pastor and Bradley, her kidney donor, and his family. She said goodbye to my grandmother when she left the room. She talked with her pastor about her funeral. I called and she said goodbye to me and gave me explicit instructions on what I should say to Marcus and to Dean. We truly thought we had lost her. My dad said watching the blood transfusion go into her central line was like watching someone receive a lethal injection.
I found out about this as I started my afternoon show on Saturday. I got a call from my dad, but didn't answer it. I texted Marcus and told him to call my dad and tell him I'd call him at intermission. He texted back with this: "Call me before you call your dad." I was certain she'd died. I had to shut down and just go into hyper-overdrive to push through the first act of my show. I called the production stage manager and asked her to come in to learn to call my show so I could leave in the evening. At intermission I called and found out they were taking her to Birmingham. Once the show was over and I'd talked Tanya through how to call it as best I could (she hadn't seen the first act), I drove like the wind to get home and pick up Marcus. We waited until Dad called to say she'd taken off in the UAB jet, then made our way to Birmingham which is, thankfully, only 20 miles from home for us.
We arrived in her room before the jet had landed, so the nurse had me start giving her history. I mentioned the blood transfusion and that we wanted her here when she went into rejection. The nurse asked, "Why would she reject? We give transplant patients blood all the time." Um, HUH? The doctors in Oxford ALL more or less guaranteed us she'd lose her kidney. Needless to say, the tone of the room changed a bit after that. Once she arrived and the doctors checked her legs, it was determined that she would not need any kind of surgery. They began managing her pain and dressing her wounds and by the time my dad and grandmother arrived 2 1/2 hours later (it's normally a 4 hour trip, by the way), we were out of the woods. Amazing what can happen when doctors know how to handle a patient, eh?
It had been determined through a series of tests this week that her chest pains are due to severe reflux and a heart cath and stents are not needed. Her kidney is working like a champ and her creatnine is down to 1.0--perfectly normal. The swelling in her legs has decreased monumentally, but the wounds and bruising are still very bad. They hadn't given her any pain meds yesterday before they started changing her dressings and she was in more pain than I've ever seen. We had to make them stop until they could get her some Demerol. She's got a pain patch now that seems to be helping. She is able to walk to and from the bathroom with a walker and today we washed her hair and got her a caramel macchiatto. She is in good spirits, as she always is, and we're hoping she can go home on Monday or Tuesday.
Needless to say, the hospital in Oxford is never touching her again. If there are ever any more complications or issues, she will come to Birmingham, no doubt about it. I cannot say enough good things about the doctors here. Mostly, though, I'm so thankful that God has, once again, given our family a miracle where my mom is concerned. As bad as the results of the fall are, I think it saved her life because it got her to this hospital. She's got a bit of a long-haul ahead of her as far as rehab is concerned, but she's a tough bird. After all, in the past 28 months, she's had a kidney transplant, sinus surgery and both hips replaced and she's done it all with grace. We could all learn a lesson or two from her.
I came across your story as I read news stories every day about dialysis and transplants (my daughter is rejecting her kidney from 2007.) I was so relieved to read that your mom is okay, that's a hell of an experience! I'll bet Mother's Day will be extra special this year. I think it's good advice for anyone with a transplant, go where they know what to do, even in a case like this, where it's a different health problem. Best wishes to you and your family!
Karol
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/jennafranks
Posted by: Okarol | April 30, 2010 at 04:34 PM
Sweetie:
What do you need? Tom and I have been praying for your mom and are here for you no matter what. Tell Jenny there's a whole crowd in DC (where I was this week) that put up a big cheer when we heard she was doing better.
Loves and hugs to you all, call me with whatever you need,
Kat
Posted by: Kat | April 30, 2010 at 05:16 PM
Oh wow! I am so sorry your mom had to go through all that (and your family), but thankful your mom got the treatment she needed in Birmingham!
Prayers for your family!
Posted by: JaimeM | May 01, 2010 at 01:57 AM
praying for you. I really am...
xoxoxxo
~emily
Posted by: designHer Momma | May 01, 2010 at 07:55 PM
Hi, clicked over to your site after you replied to my comment on Heather Spohr's site...
Holy cow! I am so sorry you all had to go through that terrifying experience. Your mom sounds like an amazing woman. My prayers are with you all.
And also, nice to meet you! Looks like are kids are very close in age; my Finley was born 9.30.07. :)
Posted by: andifoo | May 01, 2010 at 08:37 PM
What an ordeal. Can you sue the pants off of those idiots at Oxford? If not, can I? It is truly ridiculous that highly educated professionals made such a bad call, and so great that you all made the decision to get her to Birmingham. I am glad to hear that she is on the mend, and am sure it is a big relief to have her so close by. Take care. Eva
Posted by: eva | May 02, 2010 at 01:04 AM
I'm SO glad that things are looking up for your mother, Jen. That is a terrible thing to have to go through. Your family's still in my thoughts. <3
Posted by: Logan Arrowood | May 02, 2010 at 01:06 AM
I had no idea it was that bad! And WOW I can't believe that hospital let you think you were losing her. How scary.
So glad your mom is doing better and I wish her a speedy recovery.
Posted by: rkmama | May 02, 2010 at 05:56 PM
Wow. When I read what was on FB, I didn't realize what all you had gone through. I am glad your mom is on the mend and survived the crazy doctors at the local hospital. Praying she gets to go home today and that she remains healthy!
Posted by: AJU5's Mom | May 03, 2010 at 09:06 AM
Hey sweetie - you are so right about your mom — she is one tough cookie and grace under pressure. I cannot imagine going through the things she's been through and still having the positive, loving attitude she always seems to exhibit. When I walked into her hospital room last weekend, she looked and me, smiled and said how it good it was to see me. Like we were chatting in a coffee shop. She has such amazing strength.
My thoughts and prayers are still with y'all. I'm so glad things are looking up.
Love you all very much :)
Posted by: Heather | May 03, 2010 at 03:34 PM
Dear Jen,
Thank You for entering the Bake Up Summer Sweets Contest. I hope you are given the opportunity to own a new KitchenAid mixer so you can whip up your grisp granny smith apple recipe with ease.
Thank You and Good Luck!
The Beso Team
Beso.com
Posted by: The Beso Team | May 03, 2010 at 09:33 PM
Oh.my.god. I have been so self-absorbed, I never even knew this happened. I am so glad you got her to UAB!!!!! B
Posted by: Hotchpotchery | May 24, 2010 at 03:08 AM