"The One Good Thing About Today"

Today is Wednesday.  Ethan, bless him, has the kids at home.  I was able to come to the hospital and spend some time with my Mom by herself.  

I have spoken before about not knowing exactly what to talk about with my mom lately.  Tonight I didn't have any trouble at all!  I walked into the room and while I was washing my hands at her sink I asked her, "Mom how was your day?"  To which mom replied, "Well it was good and it was bad."  

Mom proceeded to tell me many things about her day.  She talked about how the nursing staff was not quick enough. (I am checking into this. I am sure it is fine, though.  Mom cannot really tell how much time passes right now.) She talked about one nurse that calls her "Debra".  She said that that was not her name and if she was going to call her that not to expect an answer.  Mom talked about physical therapy and how everyone told her she was going to rot in the bed if she didn't get out.  She talked about last night and how her head hurt so bad it was intolerable!  She couldn't lay her head down at all.  She spoke of Daddy snoring.  She also said that if she held her head up on her own the whole room would spin.  The whole time she was complaining, happiness continued to build up inside of me until I began to laugh.  I am not good at hiding my feelings. 

I was watching my mom talk quickly with a voice just a little louder than a whisper get animated.  I was trying to remember the last time she told me about her day and thought that it must have been the Friday of January 16th as I was driving home from school.  I noticed how her eyes focused on me and other things in the room.  I watched her gestures as she told me about things she was agitated about.  I smiled as I imagined the staff interacting with my mom who was really grumpy and thought how it must have been difficult for them and for my mom.   Aunt Cheryl called while we were talking and Mom said, "....and Amy is just sitting here laughing at me."  

I think all of the complaining is a good sign.  Mom is getting better.  She feels so good that she is bothered by things.  I think it would be a great time to pray for Daddy.  

Mom had a CAT scan this evening.  It may have been a routine one.  Mom and Aleta (Mom's friend who visited with her today) thought it might have been to check lumps under Mom's arms.  Mom says that she has had these bumps for years.  The doctors seemed to wonder earlier today if they could be blood clots or complications of Factor 5.  I will ask Dad and post tomorrow more information.  

Mom spoke again about rehabilitation.  I am not sure when she will go.  I will check with Daddy on that, too. 

Mom should have a good night.  Omar is one of her favorite nurses.  He is here tonight.  

After Mom was finished complaining, she laid her head down and closed her eyes.  I wasn't finished with her yet.  When we began the discussion about her day Mom said, "Well it was good and it was bad."  I wanted to know what happened that was good.  

Mom said, "You came to visit."  Then she closed her eyes.  

I smiled.