The Problem
I've been holding a lot of things in for quite sometime and I guess it's just time to talk about it. I wasn't going to talk about this particular subject until everything was "better" but, I'm hoping that I can get it off my mind by doing this. Well, ok, I know that it won't be "off my mind until this is all resolved but, Yeah anyway.
Remember in a few of my past posts how I said I had a "Personal problem"? Well, that my of been miss leading because, It's not "My" personal Problem, In general it's my Mom's. but, overall, it's a family problem. I'll try to start at the beginning and put as much as I can remember.
In August before I went in for my surgery, I knew Mom wasn't "right" but, for whatever reason, we didn't do anything about it. She was drinking daily and it was never questioned or brought up as to why she was doing it. Yes, now I realize something should have been said. Well, once I was in the hospital, she wasn't getting moving from her spot on the couch really. she would get up to go use the RR but, that was about it. By the time I had my surgery she for sure wasn't moving from her spot on the couch. No, she never came to see me in the Hospital We did talk on the phone though, if that makes up for anything. I kinda feel that it doesn't. Maybe I shouldn't bitch about that though. I don't know.
It was either Early or mid September by this point and everyone was on edge, to say the least. My sister and a couple of her friends were planning on going to see an old High School friend who at the time lived in New Jersey. I also knew him since he and my sister had dated for a while in High School. So, my sister, very surprisingly asked ME if I wanted to go along. Sure I'll go along! I just had surgery and hadn't been anywhere since being home so, I looked at it as a good reason to go somewhere. I rarely get out anywhere so, If I an opportunity arises, jump at it.
That opportunity was quickly shot down by Mom for both me and my sister with a quilt trip. SO, knowing that IF we just went and did it anyway, we'd get hell when we got home, we stayed home while my sister's friends left.
At one point when the tension, bitching, etc. had rised again, we pleaded and begged Mom to go to the hospital but, she's very stubborn and wouldn't do it. If you are or know someone who's like this, you know they won't do anything until they are damn good and ready to. (I'm the same way)
Finally in the first part of October my Mom gave in an went to the hospital. Which made me seriously happy because I didn't know what was wrong, all I knew was that she was in bad shape and since she wasn't willing at the time to go, I thought she was literally going to die at home. Yes, I was thinking such things as that!
Getting her into a wheelchair (one of my many old ones) was an absolute chore because every small movement hurt her and she would let out the most awful, blood curdling screams you've ever heard in your life. I actually hope none of you have ever heard screams like this before. I hope I never do again either. It was so bad, I was crying in my bedroom.
When she got to the hospital, checked in and all that, the put her on pain meds (Morphine?) which made her seriously vomit. My dad stayed the night with her.
After about two weeks, they couldn't come up with what was wrong. The only thing I had ever heard that they thought it "might" be, was MS So, they moved her to a nursing home about that time.
To get his up to relatively present time, Mom is still in the nursing home, They ruled out MS after a series of tests and now believe that it's nerve damage from her drinking.
A point I missed because I couldn't remember exactly where it fit.
She ended up not being able to use her hands because of all this, they were pretty much fists all the time. so, she couldn't feed herself or anything like that. ----------------------------------------------------------
She is making progress now. she can feed herself. I don't know exactly how well but, She's said that she can some. Anything she can't eat without a spoon or fork, you can forget even giving to her unless you want to "feed her"
Because she was pretty much in one spot for all this time, she is gradually trying to stand again. She can't walk or feel her feet but, she is able to stand without having to be held up. She can also stand by holding the wall. According to her, it's about a 2 minute time period before she can't do it anymore.
I think I've covered everything, If I think of anything more, I'll add it.
posted by ES84 @ 12:40 PM |
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