Day 3

Well, I think this is day 3...Wednesday was surgery and today is 2 days later then the day she had surgery. So, it is day 3 right???

I came in this morning and she was snoozin' in a chair. Great!! She is out of bed. We are getting somewhere. No, we are stepping back a few steps. She is very sensitive to drugs and I have been telling them that since she came in. Well, I guess I didn't tell the right nurse. They gave her some this morning before they moved her to a chair so we don't expect to see the whites of mom's eyes before sometime tomorrow.

The business office came in today and said that she would be going home in a day or two. Now, understand that she tried to pass out several times just trying to get from the chair back to bed...so how is she going to be able to go home. I might just have to get mean!!!

She has gotten a few really pretty flower arrangements and I really like looking at them. I am going to bring my camera tomorrow and take pictures for her...in case she sleeps like Rumpelstiltskin...or whatever his name was.

Alayna is having a really difficult time right now. Her life is in an uproar with Oma gone and me running in and out. She keeps asking me if I would bring Oma home because as Alayna puts it "I can take really good care of her, grandma I promise." I keep telling her that Oma is sick and at the hospital but is getting really good care and will be home in a few days. But, to a 5 year old that doesn't make sense.

And I have not told mom yet, as if she would remember, but I think her cat is on his way out. Tom went to put him outside last night and said he was VERY VERY hot to the touch and didn't want to go outside. This morning we couldn't find him...