Monday, April 19, 2010

What a shitty Monday.. no really it is

The day started off very productive as the day went on there was a feeling in the air that something wasn't right. People at work looked tired and stressed. Everyone was talking noone was really saying anything or listening. On my way to pick up my son to take him to speech therapy. SOmething said to call my mom. I've been checking up on her the last few days because she hasn't been feeling well. Noone answered and i finally got my sister who was in the back yard. My sister said she was going to check her temp because she said she felt chilly. I told her to go ahead. About 30 minutes later i got a call from my sister that said my mom was not making any sense and was talking jibberish. I told her to hang up and call 911. She got my dad instead and they called me back. i told them the same thing and they wanted to call the doctor. i guess the doctor told them to take her to the ED they did. Her WBC's were fine and her labs looked good. They were suspecting a UTI, but since she was confused and had some tingling they did a CT scan- lo and behold- a new tumor! My day just got really bad now. I know what tumors are, i know what they mean. I know what my mom wants and i know what she doesn't want. I hope my family that is with her make the choices that she wants. The Neuro surgeon was coming to consult on her. I have a bad feeling about the surgery and all the risks that can go along with it. TO top it all off, my fear of not being able to get home when i needed to most is almost happening too. MONEY, MONEY, MONEY... i know my mom would want to see my son, he's in school, he needs to be in school. The cost of tickets to go up for a quick trip and turn around and come back= ridiculous. I am thinking about taking out a loan from my 403B. Keeping some money aside. I am going to look in to that now. The kicker.. out of 9 kids. my mom hated her mom the most. for reasons she made very obvious to us growing up. now in eternity she gets to spend the most time with her? funny how life works huh? My prayer for my Mother is no pain, peaceful death with dignity.. and the hope that my son can handle it too.

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