Father's Day Revisited.

There is something that I did not add that also took place yesterday. Due to the most recent surgery and everything that went with it, it was required that my mom also have a blood transfusion. It was a two unit transfusion. The interesting thing about the transfusion is how it is mixed prior to going into your system. This was not an easy thing for my mom. She was worried about it and nervous, since it's like the doctors were once again making her realize that something is wrong. As if she hasn't had enough of that lately.

It was a bittersweet father's day for me. I got my daughter, but my mother was in the hospital for the second straight week. She won't be leaving for about five more days at the earliest. Also prior to leaving she will have her port installed. (yes installed is the word I chose.) It will be done by her surgeon who did the colostomy which is a good thing since she is comfortable with him.

As I said she had a blood transfusion. This may not be the best picture of her "dancing partner" as she puts it, but I feel it gets the point across. On this single IV pole is a locked morphine unit, a blood transfusion, and a general fluid IV. This is actually consolidated since at one point she had two of these since she was also getting the "big yellow bag of food". (these things are in quotes since they are her phrases, the ones I will repeat on here.)

Finally, since I last saw and talked to her today she was taken out of isolation. Which is fantastic since we can see her without dressing up in gowns and gloves now. Thankfully she is still in a private room, which, given her condition and the excessive amount of pain she is in, is much deserved. Soon though I have a feeling she will not only switch rooms, but switch floors once the port is installed. Then, hopefully she can fully rest and heal as much as possible prior to chemotherapy. I know I don't know the extent of things she's going through and I never will, but we want her in chemotherapy so the real battle and get underway. I can't wait to see her beat this into remission.