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Oct. 28th, 2004 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ljgeoffLast night, Mike got a call that his ex-wife, Lori, had been rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery.
This is what happened: Yesterday, around 4:30 in the afternoon, Lori called their son, Michael. Michael is in Marquette, going to NMU. She was very upset, because she'd gotten a vehicle title in the mail, for Michael, and she hadn't known that he'd bought a car. Lori is very controlling. So, after yelling at Michael for buying a car without her permission, she hung up the phone and felt a sharp pain in her chest.
Her mom is a nurse, and Lori tried to call her first, but wasn't able to get a hold of her. She was feeling bad enough to call an ambulance. It's lucky that she did, because her aorta artery had started to break apart.
It seems that Lori's aorta valve is abnormal, with only two parts instead of the standard three. This has caused a lot of stress to be placed on the aorta artery. Yesterday, the artery began to leak.
They took her to Otsego county hospital, and after some tests, rushed her to the bigger hospital in Petoskey. We got the news at around 9pm, when she was in surgery at Petoskey. We called Michael and told him the news, and asked what he wanted to do. He decided that, as we'd been told that she might die, to drive down there last night. Mike went with him.
The doctors repaired the aorta valve, and replaced a large portion of the aorta artery. It was a close thing, but she made it through the night. It's still a close thing. She's in intensive care, drugged. She's still bleeding. The doctor's are waiting to see if the bleeding will stop, and if it won't, they'll have to open her up again to see what's going on.
Mike and Michael spent the night in the waiting room. Michael slept on the floor, and Mike got a few hours in a chair. He asks: Why must hospital furniture be so uncomfortable?
I've disliked Lori for so long that this feels very strange. I actually feel ambivilent whether she lives or dies. I've never felt that way towards someone. For Michael and David's sake, and for Mike's too, I hope that she lives. The boys are 19 and 17, and that's too young to lose a parent. Hell, I think that 60 is too young to lose a parent. So, I'll send my ambivilent prayers up to heaven, and hope that God will sort them out.
This is what happened: Yesterday, around 4:30 in the afternoon, Lori called their son, Michael. Michael is in Marquette, going to NMU. She was very upset, because she'd gotten a vehicle title in the mail, for Michael, and she hadn't known that he'd bought a car. Lori is very controlling. So, after yelling at Michael for buying a car without her permission, she hung up the phone and felt a sharp pain in her chest.
Her mom is a nurse, and Lori tried to call her first, but wasn't able to get a hold of her. She was feeling bad enough to call an ambulance. It's lucky that she did, because her aorta artery had started to break apart.
It seems that Lori's aorta valve is abnormal, with only two parts instead of the standard three. This has caused a lot of stress to be placed on the aorta artery. Yesterday, the artery began to leak.
They took her to Otsego county hospital, and after some tests, rushed her to the bigger hospital in Petoskey. We got the news at around 9pm, when she was in surgery at Petoskey. We called Michael and told him the news, and asked what he wanted to do. He decided that, as we'd been told that she might die, to drive down there last night. Mike went with him.
The doctors repaired the aorta valve, and replaced a large portion of the aorta artery. It was a close thing, but she made it through the night. It's still a close thing. She's in intensive care, drugged. She's still bleeding. The doctor's are waiting to see if the bleeding will stop, and if it won't, they'll have to open her up again to see what's going on.
Mike and Michael spent the night in the waiting room. Michael slept on the floor, and Mike got a few hours in a chair. He asks: Why must hospital furniture be so uncomfortable?
I've disliked Lori for so long that this feels very strange. I actually feel ambivilent whether she lives or dies. I've never felt that way towards someone. For Michael and David's sake, and for Mike's too, I hope that she lives. The boys are 19 and 17, and that's too young to lose a parent. Hell, I think that 60 is too young to lose a parent. So, I'll send my ambivilent prayers up to heaven, and hope that God will sort them out.