Sunday, September 13, 2009

Groucho Was Right

I'm referring to the production number in "Horsefeathers".  Yes, whatever it is, I'm against it.  Saturday morning, Mom's breathing worsened, and she has been readmitted to the hospital.  The doctor has put her on IV steroids in addition to antibiotics, and I dread what this could do to her hospital psychosis.  Can anything be worse than her calling the Nurse and Transport aide 'a pair of g d idiots"?  Or her 'house of ill repute fixation, or the telling me she'd been forcibly raped because the ER nurse ( Tuesday's visit) put in a Foley Catheter. 

It's got to be a living nightmare for Mom and it isn't a great deal better for her daughters.  I fret that she's going to lose the will to live.  Then , I think it's selfish:  Mom is 83, had a very good life, and if she wants to leave this world, I can't really blame her.  It would be selfish to stop her, but grief is a very selfish emotion.  I guess my anxiety boils down to what am I going to do with the rest of my life?  Who will look after me when I get sick?  This isn't hypocondria, because I am an insulin dependent diabetic with chronic Hepatitis C. 

I just want Mom to be able to get out of a chair, get into her wheelchair, and use the walker to get around the house.  Will ask the doctor today if she can order bedside physical therapy.  In the past, when the Dr. has given Mom steroids for a severe respiratory infecton, the steroids lessen the effects of her arthritis.  She might do better at PT if it were given bedside.

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