A NEW ROOM - ALREADY

There was a different doctor on call this weekend that saw Grandma Annie on Sunday. He looked like an attractive Clay Aiken. He was asking my grandma when her last BM was. I told him yesterday, but that she had been passing gas a lot during the night. He asked if that was normal for her to do that, we didnt know; but I said... "it runs in the family" and he started laughing, I appologized for all of us for not being as lady like as we appeared and he knelt down by my grandma and told her "I like your family" she said in her sweet voice "oh! thank you!, what about me?" It was so cute of her to say. I think the doctor really like her. The doctor said it's hard to qualify for the rehab program the hospital offers but hoped she would be chosen. (It's rehab at the hospital, or a nursing home.)Said it would be at least Tuesday before anyone even made it to her room to make the assessment. They told us today she got picked! And it's a holiday! The nice doctor must have been touched by my grandma and thought she had enough to live for to get better. He must have done someone a favor because he said he doesn't usually have a whole lot of influence on the ones who make the decisions. I'm so thankful. However, today when she was eating lunch she choked up on some water, so they have to make sure she didn't get fluids in her lungs before they let her move to her new floor in rehab. They promised to hold her a bed. (another thing the doctor said they never do and decisions can be changed even after the patient has been informed). I sure hope she didn't get fluid in her lungs, otherwise they fear she could develop pnemonia. Pray for her. She is the sweetest lady in the whole world! She did so much for us when we were little. She loved us. My uncle Donnie's wife was telling us all the stories my grandma told her about us kids from when she would look after us. She said she would get all six of us to bed, and then she would sneak to my mom's empty bed to get some rest herself until my mom would come home and before she knew it, she would wake up to a full bed and kids spilling onto the floor. So she said she would sneak out of bed, and tiptoe to one of us kids empty beds. And then it would happen again and again, she would wake up to kids in her bed, spilling onto the floor because there were so many of us. I guess we just followed her throughout the night from one bed to the next. My mom worked night shifts at the grocery store so that she could work her other job during the day to keep us all fed and clothed. My mom told us a story this weekend about a job she had that almost got her killed. It was a part-time position at the Russell Stover's Candy store. She would only work there on special occassions for extra cash, such as Valentine's day, or other holiday's that no one else wanted to work. There was one night they really needed her and were very persistant about it. She couldn't remember what it was that she had going on, but she told them 'no'. That night the cashier was robbed and killed at gun point. She never went back to work there even though they tried to convince her otherwise.
I just got a call from Lori (who's birthday is today), Grandma Annie's chest x-ray is good. She will have a swallow test tomorrow and move to her new room. I'm so thankful. Even though she looks really old, she is not really all that old. She is only 79. She could have another 20 years if she is healthy. I think it was her grandma that lived to be 104. At least another good 10 years, which isn't much, but I'll take what I can and not take it for granted like I did her last 10+ years of good health.