Well it has been three weeks in the hospital. I really admire the folks who work in hospitals b/c it is a stressful place. My mom is doing better. All her tests have come back negative. Her pneumonia is getting better and the abdominal mass turned out to be a fibrous tumor, not cancer. She may have to have it removed at some later date but for now it is not threatening. Her mouth has improved, but she is still eating very little and she is tired and weak. They cannot move her to rehab until she is off the IV feeding and the doc feels she must move to rehab soon; she will not get better in the hospital.
Trying to get mom to eat is like trying to get my W to reconsider; you can put the choice in front of them but you cannot force them to do anything; even if it is best for them. So it is wait and see. Mom really is in God's hands now.
Thanks all for the prayers; for someone given a 15% chance three weeks ago, my mom is doing very well. She is still suffering though and that is hard to take. But it appears as though she has turned a corner.
Me? Not doing well at all. Watching love ones suffer is no fun. First my M and my kids and now my mom. It sucks.
