We were supposed to be in Canada two weekends ago for our last race. We were actually physically getting ready to race on Friday when my sister-in-law phones to tell us that my father-in-law had a stroke. I didn't hear the first two calls because racecar and there were two voicemails. When my sister-in-law is freaking out, sh*t has gone sideways.
We packed up two pits in thirty minutes (a normal hour-long process) and it takes at least an hour just to get home depending on the border, then 20 minutes past that just to get to the hospital. That was a really long ride.
It turns out that... and I have to do this in a listicle:
he took Kevin's mom's meds by accident
He didn't tell anyone FOR AN HOUR
He had chemically induced stroke and dropped.
He was non-verbal and had little motor skills.
No one was home because we were in Canada and my s-i-l was at work.(45 minutes away) I am usually no further than 15 minutes away, if I'm not at home. This was the ONE TIME that I wasn't.
My m-i-l tried to call me but I didn't hear it. She called the nephew's wife thinking it was my sister-in-law.
The kids got there first, followed by the s-i-l then eventually us. The kids were ROCKSTARS, I am so proud of how they handled this.
Because it was a chemically induced stroke, it's reversible with little to no deficits. Right now he has about 90% of his speech back and all of his movements. He couldn't say "Republican" the other day and I had to laugh. (fully aware of the Hell I'm going to)
The only reason this wasn't fatal is because he takes the opposite of her meds for A-Fib and they counter-acted what he had taken. Otherwise, this would have been a very different story. What absolute dumb luck.
So now, he's home again. His speech is a still a little garbled at times. I'm sure they recommended he have speech therapy and I'm just as sure he won't. He now insists that he didn't have a stroke. "It was the medicine. They didn't say stroke."
That's why I haven't been over there today.
We are insisting to dummy-proof the medicines because this isn't the first whoops they've had. (the 3rd, actually) and they are resistant again.
This is an easy fix but one would think that we're insisting they sleep outside. Kevin explained twice that if something happens to his dad, they're going into a home because none of us are able to quit our jobs to care for them. That hit a target, for sure. I ordered two vastly different pill organizers for them and they'll be here tomorrow.
So that was stressful enough AND THEN, like always, the brother tried to make it about him. He was hurt because I was curt when he asked "Well, what happened?" after Kevin had just told him word for word what his wife said. We're literally throwing things into the truck and trailer and he just sat in his trailer. His wife had called him multiple times but he didn't answer the phone, even after we knew what happened.
in the ER room, he told his dad (who at the time is still not verbal yet) "I just knew that you were working outside and had been laying out there dying and not able to get help." WHAT.THE.ACTUAL.FUCK. Do you HEAR the words you're saying!?!
We heard four times (I counted) how he's doubted about taking his own medicine. Until finally one of his kids shut him down and he shut up. This isn't about you for the love of gawd.
So, we went back to the racetrack the next morning with the families permission and left them to tend to the parents. It was WAY THEIR TURN. (they stayed in bed the last time when Kevin's mom nearly died at the house and in the ambulance) Yeah, the s-i-l went and stayed the day at the hospital while he stayed home and did nothing. Again: W.T.A.F. He had one job and sent his wife to do it.
Oh, and this is the same hospital that very nearly killed our nephew. We watched that boy steel his spine and work through his own stuff that day, in addition to being there for his grandpa, without a word. Seeing nurses who cared for him, walking the halls he walked, all of it. He's the opposite of his father though and I have to express gratefulness of his strength and be so proud. He didn't make it about him and that is the shiny side of this situation.