Perfect timing for a surprise visit from Joan.
The weekend started on kind of an upbeat feeling. Mom had great sessions with her therapists and was getting around with her walker pretty well — in fact much better that anyone expected. It was a nice thought to leave the wheelchair behind. Saturday evening Joan came for a visit and stayed with mom while she ate dinner. It felt kind of festive and I know mom enjoyed the company.
Something changed on Sunday morning and I don’t quite know what but by five thirty it seemed like the only thing to do was to call 911. It just seemed like everything was falling apart. She seemed weak and confused. We spent a few hours in Emergency and I began to realize that we were becoming familiar faces. I recognized doctors and nurses and just about everyone remembered mom.
Mom working with her Speech Therapist, DeDe
Now I am back home and mom is resting well in room 2304. When I left I felt more comfortable leaving her there than taking her back to her rehab-home. It seems the main reason for keeping her overnight is the high risk factor involved with pneumonia and her hospital and nursing home exposure to it. There’s always something new to learn.