Again, (though in a different way) I have to say what a difference a week makes. Last week at this time, Mom was just home from her hospital stay/surgery, and doing great (albeit tired). Thursday, Friday, Saturday, each day got better.
But then came Sunday. An infection on her tongue (of all places--apparently not uncommon post-hospital stay) and a Urinary tract infection. Then things began to fall apart. Each day got a little worse, she got more and more nauseated and started having abdominal pain. So, tomorrow we go back to see the surgeon (or the Physician's assistant) and hope to find out what's going on. She's (totally understandably) very frustrated and tired of feeling sick (and tired of puking!)
I'm staying with her again tonight, hoping her low grade fever doesn't get worse (has gone down since this afternoon) and she can get some sleep. At least she seems to be able to sleep pretty well these last few days. Small favors, right?
Hoping for a better, healthier day tomorrow and some resolution to the backsliding. I want to see the Nay on the mend!
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