About 2 weeks ago Spouse's mom had emergency surgery to fix a kink in her intestine, and while they were 'in there' they also removed a tumor. Although they called it a lymphoma, fortunately it appears to have been self-contained and there were no other signs of trouble. She remained in the hospital for a week. A few days later she had a terrible cough and trouble breathing, so she returned to the hospital where they suspected an infection. Apparently sometimes patients with breathing tubes during surgery develop infections. But keep in mind she also has a degenerative heart condition that is slowing her down. Even at 86 year old she's been very active with multiple social activities/outings each week. But the surgery apparently put even more stress on her heart which lead to the infection and severe weakness.
So when we arrived Sat night we had a late dinner, watched a little TV and went to bed. I didn't sleep well, having several odd dreams, and Marvin & Walter seemed restless. Sun morning we had a bite to eat at Spouse's sister's house, and then she & her husband and me & Spouse went to the hospital to see his mom. Spouse's older brother was there, and a conversation took place in the waiting area that got rather tense and emotional. I'm not going to air the family secrets, but suffice to say it left me feeling uncomfortable. But we were able to go in and she Spouse's mom. She was alert and talkative, but very weak. After about an hour she said she'd like to take a nap so we left.
|Just hangin' with mah peeps!|
This morning I got an email from my aunt Mary, telling me that her cousin Helen passed away.