shit.. here we go again.

oh shit, here we go again.  At 8 pm Sunday August 17th I called an ambulance to take mom back to S. Michael's hospital.  This infection isn't going away.  Probably would have got a better hold on it if that damn Dr. D'Silva had not been so damn eager to shove her home and had waited for the 2nd part of the test.  It would have showed it wasn't receptive to Cipro.   It should have been to the other one that the family Dr of ours put her on though.  I'm wondering if it got such a hold thanks to the wrong meds that the right one wouldn't even work right.

Today started out not bad.  She actually took her morning meds.  Yesterday she spit them out at me.  I thought "finally...  we re going around the bend and something is finally working".  I was wrong though.  By noon she was looking pale and sleeping all the time.  I had to keep waking her up to give her a drink of water or her liquid diet.  By 6 pm all hell was breaking loose and she was yelling for me every 5 minutes and wanting to get out of bed herself.  By7 pm when her psw came she was combative.  Wouldn't let her touch her.  Kept yelling she wanted out of bed.  Wouldn't let her put her pj's on her.  Nothing.  I finally told her she had to and got firm with her which is really hard but it worked.  We got her ready for bed and cleaned up and then I called an ambulance.

Got her here and I followed a little bit later after printing her meds and getting the dogs ready for when I went out and around 9 pm I got here and there she was, on the stretcher still waiting in the main waiting room of the hospital. 

About 9:30 pm they finally took her in and put her into intermediate care, not the regular trauma room she usually goes in due to her heart.

I left the hospital around 3 am I think.  In between I spoke to many Dr's.  Mom's disposition changed on and off but was good for the most part although confused at times.  I've never seen her so bad that she didn't know her own name at one point but always knew mine.  Next thing you know, she's clear as a bell.  When the Dr asked her if she knew what City she was in she got this look on her face like he was nuts and said "Toronto of course"! lol 

When I left they had put in an i.v. for her for the upcoming antibiotics.  She was calm and willing to try to sleep and was ok for me to go home.  She was concerned for her dogs and that they get out and then go to bed too.