Mom came home from the hospital on Saturday evening. She checked herself out because the hospital staff refused to treat her pain or listen to what has worked in the past. Since they've never heard of her condition, it obviously doesn't exist. Something I find amazing considering the wealth of information found at wikipedia.
Anyway, she is home now and exhibiting signs that the Transverse Myelitis episode (of which this is her fourth, indicating the presence of severe MS) possible caused a small stroke. As a result, she cannot use the left side of what is remaining of her functioning limbs. The pain in that side is quite severe, and if it doesn't abate by the latter half of the week, to the hospital in Fresno we go.
But, she's eating like a horse, so I guess that's somethin'.
In the meantime, I am working from home this week (during the day) and am having what recruits I can find stay with her in the evenings while I am in rehearsal for Last Train to Nibroc
The title of this refers to the fact that once again, as was the case 5 years ago this spring, mom is entirely bed-bound, unable to do very much for herself and entirely dependent. If the situation cannot improve, we must face the fact that it may be time to put her into convalescence. Something I do not relish. In the least.