Dear lovely readers,
I wanted to let you know that my mother is in the hospital with a bowel obstruction. A rough night with her in agony and my sister and I wanting to avoid the hospital like we did last year. (It seems to be an annual late summer event.) Good thing we gave it up; it’s the real McCoy this time. Caught the ambulance this time, too. Probably akin to hiring a Lear jet when the bill comes, but much easier.
She is resting “comfortably” with a nasogastric tube up her nose, which is not comfortable. I have had 30 minutes sleep in 36 hours, but hey.
We will, most likely be camped out here for a while. After the last hospital catastrophe, one of us will be with her at all times.
More on Wednesday!
Gretchen, aka Daughter on Duty, along with my wonderful co-DOD.