One of the worst weeks, EVER!!

It's supposed to be a fun, happy time of year. Daylight savings begins, the sun is just a bit warmer...but this change over of the year ended up being a life changing experience.
We were awoken at 3:30am, by my MIL who was staying with us that weekend, from a phone call from my mom who was down in California. It was THAT call...the middle of the night phone call you never want to get. One of your parents is in the ER...a heart attack. My step-dad, Howard was home alone and luckily had enough wits about him to call his neighbor and let him know he wasn't feeling well. He made it to the hospital and flat-lined twice and they had to shock him to bring him back. That close to death...HOW SCARY!!
Grady and I and Natalie (my half-sis) and her boyfriend got the hospital as quick as we could to hurry up and wait. We were able to meet with the doctor after the original procedure and were told that out of his 3 main arteries...2 were 100% blocked and 1 was 60-70% blocked. He was in the hospital for 5 days recovering and learning how his life and the life of my mom as well was going to change. Better eating habits, exercise, less stress. Unfortunately, sometimes it takes something major to put things in perspective.
Tuesday and Wednesday, Talia was home sick...103 degree temperature...poor thing.
Thursday was the day I finally let myself breakdown. I had held it together, not a tear from the moment I got the phone call...but the weight of all the worrying and the reality of it all, finally hit me. I cried a lot. My WONDERFUL MIL unfortunately caught me in the middle of my hysteria. But thankfully she did. She offered to take the kids, while Grady was away at a pre-planned boys weekend, so I could focus on helping out my Mom & H. It was a chance to get my head straight again. I was so thankful.
Friday, as Grady was getting ready to leave....the week ended with a bang. Literally. I fell down the stairs. Don't know if I missed a stair or just slipped, but I landed right on my back. Ouch!! It's been pretty stiff and strained for the last few days...but I'm fine - thanks goodness.
I spent Friday night helping Mom & H...grocery shopping, bringing dinner and spending 2-3 hours sorting and organizing all the medications. Wow...that was completely overwhelming. I can now totally understand how people can get their pills mixed up!!

I was so ready for Sunday to come around...a chance to start the next week anew. It didn't disappoint. I got what I needed to get done around the house...got to take it easy on my back and my family came home to a renewed mom, wife...that was at a much better place.

That week just put everything in perspective. Having the life of a loved one pass before your eyes can do that to you.

I am SO grateful that H made it through...that my Mom has kept it together so well...that my husband is my rock...that I have great, caring friends and family that are there for me WHENEVER I need them and that I have wonderful support system.

I am blessed.