Last Tuesday my aunt (whose not really my aunt, ha) called to see how Mom's been doing. I was regaling her about how wonderful she's been this year.
Wednesday night I get a call at 10:30 from the nursing home that they are taking Mom to the ER. Apparently ( TMI) she was bleeding and they thought she might have a UTI. We were there until 3 a.m. and she left back for the nursing home at 4 a.m. They sent her back with antibiotics.
The next day, they call again this time at 2:30 p.m. she wanted to go back to the ER because now she was having a lot of pain and (TMI) clots.
They checked her and put a catheter in and decided to keep her to further evaluate her. While she was there, she was in more and more pain. For over a half hour I was asking for pain medication for her. No one was bringing it. Finally, I was so ticked (think Terms of Endearment but not quite) I went to the desk and
A few minutes later the charge nurse came in and got things going for the pain meds.
Anyhow to make a long story shorter, Mom got out of the hospital yesterday evening. After doing CT scans and ultrasounds, she just had a very bad UTI.
When we went to see her in the morning yesterday they had her in an isolation room because now she has C diff. She's supposed to be in an isolation room now in the nursing home. I know she's probably not thrilled with that.
We're going to see her later to see how she's doing, after the patio guy comes for I think the 4th time to see why it's still leaking. Grrrrrrrrrr.