One tough lady
Friday, June 27th, 2008 by journalismrookieMost people know her as Marjorie Fields.
To me, she’s Nanny.
This special person in my life, my grandmother, has always been a strong, tough lady. She’s been the rock of the family, and she’s always thinking of others. She’s very giving and she has done so much for me, my mom, my brother and everyone else.
This past Monday (June 23) at about 1 a.m., my mom was next door at Nanny’s house and she could tell something was wrong. She wasn’t breathing right, and when my mom would say something to her, she wouldn’t respond. So my mom decided to call an ambulance. My mom had noticed a few days recently about her breathing and also how her appetite wasn’t the same. In fact, Nanny’s appetite hasn’t been the same for a few months. In the past year, she hasn’t gotten out and done her usual things, like going to the beauty shop, bingo, the store and even the casino, a place she loves to go. She’s also been using a walker, and she’s been sleeping a lot more.
Well, the ambulance arrived and took her to the hospital in Scottsburg. I’ve had to take my mom to several places lately because she has been having dizzy spells, so this was that much more added stress on her. But getting Nanny better was Mom’s priority. Nurses and doctors ran tests and monitored Nanny, and at first they said it was congestive heart failure. They kept an eye on her until she was stable, and then my mom thought we had to take Nanny to the Seymour hospital because of her doctor. Well, come to find out, that may not have needed to be done. She ended up with another doctor.
So Nanny was taken by ambulance to Seymour and Mom and I drove up after that. Ever since Nanny arrived at Seymour, she has been on three different types of breathing machines. At one point, she seems stable and coherent, but several times she’s had some down moments. She is diabetic, so that was one factor, and her sugar has to be monitored. That got high a couple times, which scared everyone. Her blood pressure and heart rate increased one night because they found out a stimulant, like caffeine, was in the breathing treatment they were giving her. She’s allergic to caffeine.
Then, the doctor told my mom that he thought it may not be congestive heart failure, but that it may be pneumonia. She had a lot of fluid around her heart and lungs, and she still has some. That’s scary to think of because her sister, Jeanette, died about a year or so ago from pneumonia. Jeanette had battled pneumonia sometimes several times a year.
Last night (Thursday), Nanny was sent to the intensive care unit to be monitored for something they had to give her after her numbers changed. So, that put added stress on Nanny and me, Mom and everyone else. Mom called this morning and said the doctor said Nanny still has a “cloud” over her lungs, meaning they may have a little fluid there. So, it’s just like the past week–it’s a wait-and-see period. We don’t know what to expect from day to day.
Through all of this, I have really seen Nanny be stronger than ever. She still laughs and says different things you are used to her saying. I always like to joke with her and make her laugh because that’s what I love about her. Mom said her doctor even said that this morning, that it was surprising to see Nanny be positive despite what’s going on.
I’ve felt bad many times when I’ve gone to see her because I want to talk to her, but with the oxygen mask on her nose, it’s hard to understand her sometimes. But, just being there with her is the main thing.
My mom has been just as strong through this. She has only left the hospital twice. Once was to take her home to get a shower and take a break, since she hadn’t done that in a couple days. We weren’t home for long, though, because she wanted to get back to the hospital. Then two days later, I took her to get some things and get something to eat. Other than that, she has been right by Nanny’s side. That doesn’t surprise me, though. More than 10 years ago, when my great-grandmother was in the nursing home, we always went to see her. It was hard seeing her there, but we were among the few family members who did go to see her. When my great-grandmother ended up in the emergency room, my mom was right there. The moment my great-grandmother passed away, my mom was the only one there. That’s something she’s talked about several times, and it’s something she will always remember. But just the fact that she was there, and she cared and lover her enough to be there, says something about my mom.
And she will definitely be there to do whatever she can to support Nanny, too. She’s done it all her life, and she’s done it all this week. It’s inspiring for me to see two such strong women. And knowing that both of them are in my life makes me grateful for each day. Both of them have done so much for each other and for our family, and I can’t put into words how much I love and respect both of them.
Thinking of all of the family times together, the fondest are the trips to Connecticut, where Nanny is from, being together on all the birthdays and anniversaries and any other moments, even if it’s just a visit next door to Nanny and Grandpa’s. Each thing was special and it’s something I think about a lot.
Nanny and Grandpa have been married 56 years, and six years ago, members of both of their families all joined together to celebrate the golden anniversary. That was a special time, too. They have been great together and have done a lot for so many people. I know I appreciate everything they’ve done for me.
What has been hard to hold back is when my grandpa, Roger, came up to see Nanny. I know it was hard for him to see a woman he’s loved for 56 years in this condition. What broke my heart was when he was leaving to go home for the night, he said three times, “I love my Mod.” He’s called her Modney for a long time, and she calls him Rodney.
Also, when Nanny’s great-granddaughter, 7-month-old Kaylie Brooke, was brought up last night to see Nanny for a little bit, it was hard for me not to cry when Nanny saw her. She just lights up when she sees Kaylie. She’s even got a cute picture of Kaylie, wearing her floppy hat, in her room.
When Kaylie left the room, Nanny told me, “She’s a cutie.” I told Nanny that she was, too, and she said, “Not with my hair like this.”
That’s just the thing I was talking about, with how Nanny is. She likes to joke and just sit around and talk. I always enjoy going next door to see Nanny and Grandpa.
I want Nanny and Grandpa to have 56 more years, and I want our family to stay together forever. I only wish Nanny the best in her recovery, and I have a great feeling she will get through this. She is one tough lady.
I love you, Nanny.



