MeanLaureen
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Hi everyone
Thought I would give an update of whats going on for those of you that read my original post.
Yesterday was a...how can I describe it... chaotic day. I went to the hospital before work and she was about 60% out of it. After I left, my brother came down to spend the early part of the afternoon with her - this is when the chaos starts...
First off my brother calls me at work and accuses me of not coming by to see her. I told him I was there for almost an hour! Don't think he believed me.
Then the hospital said they needed to move her out of her private room (joint replacements get private rooms) because they needed it for a man. They moved her into a room with a woman that just got back from a surgery (I think) with her husband crying in hysterics "Why did I do this to her... look at her... how could I let her be here" Just the calming surroundings my mom needed.
Just before noon the social worker came in and said they would need to make the decision on moving her today or tomorrow to a nursing home and a doctor would be by at 2:30. She told my brother that a bed would need to be secured at this place near my home and that there was only one opening and if we didn't act fast we would have to settle for a home in a not so nice part of town. He couldn't do it because he is clueless about my mom (Finally admitted that) and her history - even her birthday.
So he called me and told me I needed to go get her admitted. I couldn't get a second person to cover me until 1pm and I was worried about my boss being mad but her response was for me to get my butt out of the store and go get the room in Chesterfield county.
So I did.. and I signed off on papers that were as thick as some small towns white pages.
I had a hard time and cried through a lot of it because of the questions asked - like does she want to be resusitated, what is her funeral home choice, etc.
The place seems nice though. I signed her up to visit the beauty parlor for a shampoo and set weekly and a perm if she likes it (Just had to set up a "bank account" of sorts with the home for expenses)
But the kicker was...and the best part... they allow pets to visit!!!
So my dogs, whom my mom loves more than her kids I think sometimes..lol can come and see her! They actually encourage it because of the proven therapy dogs have on people recovering from major illnesses and surgeries and they even ask that sometimes you visit other patients as well if they would like to see the dogs.
So back at the hospital the doctor shows up an hour early for the appointment and my brother almost missed him. Once again, another "talk to the back of my head as I'm leaving" doctor. Then the social worker comes in and tells him that she has to leave the hospital now and move to the home. He (since he hadn't contacted me since noon) didn't know how long before I'd make it to the hospital so he panicked. He told her that he had to leave at 2:30 to go back home and that his sister wasn't here yet, can't this wait. She told him that "They don't do things at this hospital for the convenience of him or his sister"
That didn't go over well with him.
Anyway - I made it back by 2:30 from the home after checking her in, was there when they moved her. Went out to buy her a TV for her room (They want you to provide everything here - TV, phone, etc). My husband met be in the parking lot with Reilly, my apricot poodle, and we went in to visit her. She lit up when Reilly jumped up on her bed. When the head nurse came in to do her paperwork for admissions and saw the difference in her with Reilly there she offered Reilly a job
. We spent about an hour or so there until she looked tired and ready to sleep.
So.. that is where we are right now. I can only visit her at night because visiting hours don't start until 10am and I work at 9am. We will bring Reilly and Hailey tonight to visit her - double therapy
- plus several of the other patients seemed to take a liking to Reilly so I think he has a new fan club.
Please keep my mom in your prayers and thoughts - she still can't talk clearly or swallow thin liquids - and give me a dusting or two that I can survive this and my brother (who called me and went postal on me last night
)
Thank you all!!!
Thought I would give an update of whats going on for those of you that read my original post.
Yesterday was a...how can I describe it... chaotic day. I went to the hospital before work and she was about 60% out of it. After I left, my brother came down to spend the early part of the afternoon with her - this is when the chaos starts...
First off my brother calls me at work and accuses me of not coming by to see her. I told him I was there for almost an hour! Don't think he believed me.

Just before noon the social worker came in and said they would need to make the decision on moving her today or tomorrow to a nursing home and a doctor would be by at 2:30. She told my brother that a bed would need to be secured at this place near my home and that there was only one opening and if we didn't act fast we would have to settle for a home in a not so nice part of town. He couldn't do it because he is clueless about my mom (Finally admitted that) and her history - even her birthday.

So I did.. and I signed off on papers that were as thick as some small towns white pages.

The place seems nice though. I signed her up to visit the beauty parlor for a shampoo and set weekly and a perm if she likes it (Just had to set up a "bank account" of sorts with the home for expenses)
But the kicker was...and the best part... they allow pets to visit!!!


So back at the hospital the doctor shows up an hour early for the appointment and my brother almost missed him. Once again, another "talk to the back of my head as I'm leaving" doctor. Then the social worker comes in and tells him that she has to leave the hospital now and move to the home. He (since he hadn't contacted me since noon) didn't know how long before I'd make it to the hospital so he panicked. He told her that he had to leave at 2:30 to go back home and that his sister wasn't here yet, can't this wait. She told him that "They don't do things at this hospital for the convenience of him or his sister"

Anyway - I made it back by 2:30 from the home after checking her in, was there when they moved her. Went out to buy her a TV for her room (They want you to provide everything here - TV, phone, etc). My husband met be in the parking lot with Reilly, my apricot poodle, and we went in to visit her. She lit up when Reilly jumped up on her bed. When the head nurse came in to do her paperwork for admissions and saw the difference in her with Reilly there she offered Reilly a job

So.. that is where we are right now. I can only visit her at night because visiting hours don't start until 10am and I work at 9am. We will bring Reilly and Hailey tonight to visit her - double therapy

Please keep my mom in your prayers and thoughts - she still can't talk clearly or swallow thin liquids - and give me a dusting or two that I can survive this and my brother (who called me and went postal on me last night

Thank you all!!!