I've had enough of interesting times
I fly the 1/2 mile to their house and run in. MIL is laying on the floor crying. Mom has her covered up with a pillow under her head. She fell down the steps and thought her hip was broken. I run upstairs to find FIL. He's confused and needs help getting dressed. The ambulance comes and takes MIL to hospital while Mom and I dress FIL. I've called hubby at work and told him he had to come now. We get to the hospital and sure enough, her hip is broken. She's to have surgery the following day.
FIL can't stay alone, so Randy, the kids and I stay at his house until I can get someone in to help. He fell while I was there alone with him and I couldn't help him up. We just sat on the floor until Randy could get to us. It was scary and told me there's no way I'm able to care for him. The other son decides to come home for a day to stay while MIL has surgery and I'm at a doctor in State College. Everything happens at once. I had tickets to see Disturbed on Friday, but had my brother sell them. I need to be here. I can go to a concert another time.
Friday, FIL is even more confused, so we take him to ER and they admit him. He'll be in there a week or so until his medicine can be straightened out. Maybe he'll be more himself then. MIL will be going to nursing home for 10-14 days to get the strength back in her hip. Not sure what will happen with FIL or if he'll be able to come home. It's scary to think about. They are so independent, but now we have to think about how to care for them the best way.