Mom

Mom has been in the hospital since Friday.  She passed out at Doll’s graduation.  Luckily there was a cop there writing tickets fo the assholes that parked in the fire lane.  He saw Daddy try and catch mom as she slid out of her wheelchair and was able to radio for an ambulance right then.  Grannie and I were inside watching my Doll.  Mom had agreed to go to the hospital after Doll’s stuff, but she couldn’t hold out.  We begged her to please, please go now.  She said she didn’t want to disappoint Doll. 

At first they thought she only had diverticulitis, an infection in the intestines, but that doesn’t seem to be the only thing going on.  He white blood count is way high.  She hasn’t eaten solid food since last Thursday night when I made dinner.  She is on a clear liquid diet only at the hospital, but the liquids aren’t staying down.  She throws everything up.  Even water.  They did a CT on Saturday and saw some big mass.  No one can tell me what the mass is or what they want to do about it.  Mom is in constant pain.  They are keeping her mostly knoced out with Demerol and Phenigrin.  If she’s not passed out then she’s yelping in pain.

I’m at a fucking loss here.

I figured that nothing would be done over the long weekend because you know its too fucking hard to come in and see your patients during a holiday, but fuck.  Seh has een in there almost a goddamned week.  MRI? Blood cultures?  Xrays?  Something that proves you give a fuck about my mother lying in your bed.  Soemthing to show that you are working on more than leaving her drugged so you don’t have to deal with her.

I’m trying real hard to not get disillusioned with the health care field right now, but that’s my mom in there.

A surgeon came into see her today.  She was in her loopy drug fog and can’t tell us what was said.  Tomorrow I get to hunt down whoever that was and find out what the fuck they told her.  One of us needs to be up there at all times to listen to these people, but its just not possible.  You’ld think that these people would have enough common sense to not talk to a patient who can’t hold a conversation.  Just uggg.

Brandy said Mom’s oncologist is being called in for blood work. 

I guess we’ll see.  I’m tired of the waiting.  I want my mom home, well.

Just fuck…this sucks.

Mandy

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