One of those weeks

So this last week was one of those weeks. We want to hope that the care mom is receiving in the hospital is optimal, but when dealing with cancer it truly takes a village. Last Sunday she was moved from ICU to a intermediate care floor.  Mom was distance and listless. The doctor's had her on a tube feed in her nose and they moved it to her stomach.  No sooner than that procedure was completed than they were wanting to release her from the hospital.

Mom is on her 2nd round of chemo, her muscle mass is diminished and her mental status is shaky at best. So, our anxiety levels were extremely high. The good news was that the chemo appears to be working and that the tumors are shrinking. We were scrambling to secure a place that would offer mom skilled nurses and attend to her needs. This was not part of the plan.

Then this Friday we got great news and we got not so great news. That's cancer though, right? you get debilitating  news and a silver lining. I walked into mom's ICU room and she smiled. Her sweet, all knowing and accepting smile. I haven't seen it for weeks. We talked , which we haven't talked, like she's been asleep. She was awake and knew what was going on. She had questions.Which means that this whole time she's been in the hospital she doesn't remember and she doesn't know why. So its been a gentle conversation breaking the news.

That's the good news. The bad news is while the attending was deeming my mother medically stable enough to leave the hospital blood cots from her chemo medication formed in her legs and lungs.  Mom had a pulmonary infarction and has some dead tissue in her lungs..

Keep in mind that after this happened when she was back to normal mentally. so physically there is a battle and mentally there is victory. I really don't know what tomorrow will bring, but she is blessed and highly favored and that's evident in the fact that she stills fighting like a champ.