Apr 03, 2009
I've been through stressful times in my life with my own health, but the past few weeks of dealing with Mom's health have pretty well beaten me to a pulp. Mom was discharged today, but will have to go back to the hospital shortly for major back surgery. The neurosurgeon says she has the worst MRI he's seen in his career. No kidding!
My brother and I are more worried about the anemia issue. Although the neurosurgeon says he can "fix" her back in spite of the anemia, we believe the worst problem is anemia. All benign causes have been ruled out, and an oncologist is looking in the direction of some flavor of leukemia. Mom, my sister, and most of the rest of our family are focused only on the mobility and back issues.
Between me and my brother and sister, we'll manage through this mess. Brother and I have talents in the direction of organization, patient advocacy and business dealings. My sister is fabulous at bedsitting, and moral and emotional support. As time goes on, we're getting into a decent schedule of who does what and when so hopefully nobody will be completely disrupted. In any event, all of our lives are turned upside down - misery loves company, yes?
For the moment, Mom is just thrilled to be back home again. With her medications strictly enforced in the hospital and the addition of steroids, her pain is greatly decreased and she has enough mobility so as not to be at risk of falling.
Mom's incredible pain tolerance will be a huge boon after surgery. She sailed right through the bone marrow needle aspiration, admittedly painful, but without a sound or word of complaint. That's how she's managed all these years - mind over matter.
We need to take her to the neurosurgeon on Monday or Tuesday to go over the MRI and discuss the surgery and after care in detail. I'm a tad PO'd about that - why could that consult not be done while she was in the hospital? Why put this woman through the ordeal of a clinic visit in town for the sake of some kind of protocol? The surgeon said the operation needs to be done ASAP, so why not just do it while she's already in the hospital? Aaarrrggghhh!!!!
I picked up Mom's cat, Alexander, and took him to the vet for boarding yesterday. That poor cat! He's been urinating buckets for the past two years and Mom treated him the same way she always treated herself and her children where medical issues were concerned. If it can't be treated over-the-counter, then there's nothing else to be done. No doctor can help! When I picked him up to put him in his crate, he urinated all over my leg and in the crate. I have never seen so much urine come out of such a small animal at one time. As it turns out, the cat has the worst urinary tract/ kidney infection the vet has ever seen. He is now updated on all vaccinations and pumped full of antibiotics. When I got Alexander back to Mom's house, he totally dissed Mom and followed me everywhere I went. LOL! I figured it would be the other way around since I was the "bad girl" who took him to the vet and traumatized him. Go figure.
Mom thinks that she'll have surgery and be back to normal after 4 days in the hospital. I'll be sure to question the surgeon thoroughly regarding post-op care so Mom understands exactly how awful it's going to be. She's never had any kind of surgery in her life and expectations are not going to meet reality. Again, her massive pain tolerance will be extremely helpful in the weeks to come.
That's it for now. I'm going to bed.