Yesterday evening I visited Ruth. She seemed to be okay, although annoyed she has to use a bed pan and can't walk. She says her legs don't hurt as long as she doesn't try to do anything. Being in the hospital is rarely restful, and this time she has a noisy roommate making it more so.
Her nurse said that Mom is supposed to have an upper GI endoscopy sometime today. At the hospital yesterday afternoon, Byron ran into one of her docs who implied that they were going to put in filter to keep the clots from migrating elsewhere in her body (like, her heart), but the nurse wasn't aware of that. Apparently they're addressing the bleeding issue first. I emphasized to the nurse, with Mom present, that our objective is for her to be pain-free and comfortable.
Ruth was adament about not having any visitors, calls, or cards. "I have enough cards to last me until I'm 185!" (She doesn't throw any of them out, so she's probably right about this.) I volunteered to disconnect her phone, but she said, "no one knows I'm here, so I shouldn't be getting any calls." I think it's mostly because she doesn't want people seeing her in this state (horizontal with bad hair). She is, after all, a very private person. Yet, I know she appreciates peoples' thoughts.
Dave will be arriving later this afternoon, and I'll return Saturday morning.
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I wont send a card, but please hug her from us and let her know she is in our thoughts-- and when we think of her it isn't with bad hair!
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