Evening Update 8/22

Well, after my post this morning, one of the resident doctors in ICU gave me another horrible call.

First she told me that mom was doing better and stable but then she dropped the heavy stuff on me.

Not really anything I didn't already know, just bad timing for what she termed "routine" paperwork.

She wanted my mother to complete a form stating whether or not she wanted to be put on life support if and when she was no longer able to breath on her own.

She wanted me to discuss this with my mother and complete a form today.

This really kinda knocked me off the last leg I was standing on this morning.

I was a bit stunned and really needed to talk to someone.

Husband was at work in Brazil but spoke with me briefly.

I decided that the only other stable or almost stable person in the family was my younger brother.

I told him what the doctor discussed with me, and told him I would meet him at the hospital.

By the time I arrived at the hospital, which is only 5 minutes away, all my other siblings had already created a storm of idiocracy.

The three oldest had called the ICU demanding answers.

Caused such an uproar at the nurses station, that I was met with "power of attorney" papers and told that I would have to be the representative for the family.

Guess that was there nice way of saying, "the idiots lost their information privileges" only basic information would be given to them and now I had the responsibility of conveying information.

Gee thanks! I tell them one thing and they hear another.
They act as if I was the one who gave her cancer and that it's my fault she's in the hospital.

Mom was doing better and I waited for the specialist.
He didn't make it in, but felt that the bleeding had stopped and my mother could finally eat (liquid diet) after almost 5 days.
They also gave her a mild pain reliever for her stiff back.

I sat in the "quiet" room to call my two eldest siblings only to find out that they were at the hospital and on their way up.

They blew in like a storm. I stayed in the "quiet" room until after they had spoken to the nurse.

When I got to my mother's bed, my sister screamed at me, "you did tell me mom was in pain!"

Okay she just got the pain reliever before you came. She gets sore after the stint procedure, Remember.

She shakes her ponytail, spins around and takes off.
We couldn't find her. She doesn't have a car and her azz ain't walking anywhere.
Somehow she got a ride back to my moms house where she is in seclusion.
WTF
WTF

My mother got to finally eat something.
She was so happy to have all the 'liquid" diet goodies; sherbet, chicken broth, cups of jello, and sprite.
I was afraid she was ingesting everything too fast, but it stayed down and it lifted her spirits.
She looked better instantly.

I left the hospital feeling better that my mom was feeling better but battle scarred by my siblings.

ugh! they are killing me!

I wanted to choke my 52yr old brother's new 29 yr old wife (#4) for just being there. In this situation she is a waste of space. Don't come to see my mother in ICU and bring a laptop and a movie. Any power that came with the position of daughter-in -law was already exhausted by wife number 1, 2, and crazy azz number 3! You go wait by the vending machines. There will be a number 5 in a few years.

Okay, okay okay. thank goodness I have an appointment with the therapist tomorrow.