Pain

I wish I could write that Mom is resting comfortably, but sadly, she isn't. The pain meds she gets hardly touches the discomfort of the blood clots. She needs to move her legs to keep from getting other clots, but her legs are so painful that she can't move them. Added to this is the uncertainty of her other conditions and the beginnings of a bed sore. She's understandably not a happy camper. Monday she's scheduled to have filters inserted in her leg veins to keep the clots from migrating to other parts of her body, where they could cause a stroke or heart attack. We thought she'd be having the gastro scope done too, but apparently that's off the schedule. A specialty bed (one designed to help prevent bed sores) was ordered for her, but Dave (who arrived Friday) was told today that because it was Sunday, the order couldn't be filled. This is a little hard to phantom, in that Beaumont is a 1000+ bed hospital and it seems strange that a department wouldn't be staffed every day of the week. Ah, hospitals.