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It’s Wednesday September 21 and there are tons of people calling to schedule viewings of both houses. Everyone wants to be first. We tried to schedule them as best as we could so that Ma wouldn’t have to be alone when the people were coming to look through her house.

My house already had a couple people come through on Wednesday, and there were 12 more viewings scheduled for Thursday. Ma’s house had only 3 scheduled so far for Thursday but 11 for Friday!

Thursday morning I head down to Ma’s to continue packing and to be there when the people are coming through. Early afternoon, I got a phone call from Tracy asking to meet me at 5pm that evening. We arranged for her to come to Ma’s since I was already there and it would give me extra time to work on packing. At this point, I still had hope that I would get her house completely packed up before we moved, after all, we didn’t even have a house yet!

Tracy showed up with a pile of papers in her hands. Turns out I didn’t have an offer on my house, I had THREE!! I looked them over, discussed with Tracy and tried to make a sensible decision. One of the offers was from an agent that was really pushy. I didn’t like him or his offer. The second was from people who didn’t seem like they actually liked the place, and their offer was pretty low too. These days, buyers are attaching letters to their offers, kind of like a cover letter for a resume, to tell you why they should be the ones to get you house. Lastly, there was an offer from a young lady and her dog, yep, the letter was signed by her dog too LOL. I ended up deciding to accept her offer since it was going to be her first ever home of her own, and it was near her parents. I happily signed the paperwork and Tracy called the purchasing agent to tell them the offer was accepted. One down, one to go!

Friday morning, I found myself speeding to get to Ma’s house before the people for the first showing arrived. I got there just 15 min before, but on the way I had called Ma many times and wasn’t getting an answer. I figured she was outside working in the garden already. I had no ide what I was about to walk into.

I found Ma slumped over on the toilet and could barely get her to open her eyes and see that I was there. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I knew I couldn’t have people coming through the house with her in that condition. I quickly called Tracy and she cancelled all but the very first showing. Unfortunately, we couldn’t get a hold of them, so I just waited for them to show up and told them the situation when I met them on the driveway. They were super understanding and said they would reschedule.

I headed back in to Ma and with lots of effort and about 3 hours, I got her into her own bed and covered her up. All she could tell me what that she was cold and tired. (A quick return to Tuesday: I had noticed Ma acting strange so I had taken her to the doctor and we discovered she has a UTI. She got one dose of antibiotics on Thursday night, and one on Friday morning when I finally got her to pay attention to me for a couple seconds) I bundled her up in bed and left to run some errands and came back after lunch time. She was still sleeping so I just left her alone and kept on packing. Tracy called mid-afternoon to check in on Ma and to ask if she could swing by around 5pm again to talk about Ma’s house. Of course, I was there so why not.

I tried waking Ma before Tracy arrived, but she was just open her eyes a bit, mumble something and close her eyes again. Oh well, no big deal, she’s not feeling well so let her sleep. Tracy got there and we sat at the table and she presented me with THREE offers for Ma’s house. Turns out one of the offers was from a buyer and agent who hadn’t even seen the house, and that agent was extremely pushy and rude. They probably could have offered me double and I wouldn’t have accepted it. The other two offers were from a newly married young couple with a puppy and a family of four. As much as I would have liked to have seen Ma’s house go to a first time home buyer, the married couple’s offer was just too low, so I ended up accepting the offer from the family.

I tried to rouse Ma for her to sign the sales papers but I just couldn’t get her to wake up. I signed them myself, sent Tracy on her way to do her real estate agent things and went to check on Ma again. Right then, Bob showed up and I was telling him about what was going on with Ma. We agreed that it was best to call an ambulance and get her to the hospital. The firemen and ambulance ladies were amazing with her and they got her loaded and headed to the nearest hospital. They told me not to rush because I wouldn’t be allowed back with her right away, so I closed up the house, locked all the doors and headed out. A quick stop at McDonald’s and I arrived at the ER at around 8:30pm

By the time I arrived, Ma was already set up with an IV and the doctor had started tests. Poor old lady was crying that she was going to die and I told her to just settle down and she was going to be just fine. I stayed with her until about 2:30am and then headed home to shower and hit the road. We had to be up north at 9am to look at the houses and it’s a 4.5 hour drive.

Stay tuned for the end of the craziness …