Soul Tired.

So, it has been a strange week and a half. My dad is still in rehab. Like I (think I) said, he will be there for one month to three. Last week we got a call from the rehab facility saying that he had awoken to have some drooping of the Left side of his face (opposite of last time) and was feeling numb over his Whole body. He was transported to the hospital via an ambulance.
My mother had been sick with a horrible migraine from the day he went into the rehab facility on, she was not able to even leave her bed to go to the hospital to see what was wrong with him. So, I went and was met there by my aunt Diane. We waited there as they did some blood work and scanned to see if there was any new bleeding in his brain. Hours later (much longer than it should have taken) they came back to tell us that there was no new bleeding and the consensus was to return him to the rehab facility. He was very tired, and VERY confused. While he was waiting for transport from the hospital to the rehab facility my aunt and I left him to sleep, I went to pick up my mom and bring her to meet him at the rehab facility.
By the time we got there he was so confused he had no idea what day it was, he thought it was morning, it was 7pm. He had essentially lost an entire day. He did not remember me being with him at the hospital for the entire day.
The next day my mother was down for the count again. Getting up and going to the rehab fac. the night before had been too much when she was still in migraine mood and she was down for the rest of the day. I left to take dad some more clothes and check on him. I met my brother there during dad's therapy and dad was feeling Much better. Joked with us and his therapists, sat up and visited with us for a few hours and was quite with it. The movement in his left side is fine, it came back and the numbness faded. They are not sure if it was a TIA or a complicated migraine.
Fast forward 3 days, dad is still in rehab, working on his left side to get some control and movement back. He is cranky as he does not want to be there, but who would. Mom started to recover from her first migraine, was up, moving around for 2 days when she was hit by a REALLY BAD ONE! I only have to take her into the hospital for migraines about 2 times a year, and last night was one of them. All she could do yesterday was cry and hold her head and pray. I told her she either had to come with me or I was calling an ambulance. She came with me. With a HUGE bucket to puke in. We made it sans puke. They gave her what is called a migraine cocktail. It contains 3 shots, an anti nausea, a steroid, and a pain medication. Takes the pain away stat and makes you sleep a lot. We were both exhausted by the time we got home and fell into bed. That is how things sit today. We will see how she feels today, see if she is up to visiting dad, I am still tired and still have the headache the stress of yesterday gave me.