My Mom!

Today my Mom had to have her port replaced. This has been the cause of a few of her panic attacks in the past. She was so worried about the portogram, a test to see why no blood will come out. Turned out the test was no big deal. Replacing the port went well. They replaced it with a double port. This way they can give her two things at once...chemo and nutrients or other things she needs. That was a really good part of the day. On the other hand she was not doing well. It is the worst I have seen her. It was truly heartbreaking. She was disoriented to the point of saying nothing you could make sense of. She mentioned some strange things that freaked me out. She doesn't want to take any pain medicine. She thinks if she doesn't she will be able to come home. What I don't think she realizes is that they are sending in hospital hospice to her soon. At this point I don't think she realized she was somewhere she didn't want to be. She is too much for my Dad to take care of, at home as she need around the clock care. She is in pain and knows to some degree she is not mentally with it. She is very frustrated with both things (and trying to hide she is in pain). Please pray for my Dad and myself and everyone giving her care. I am waiting on the virtue of healing to flow from the Father to her body.