What a day! My best friend's mother was rushed to hospital again on Friday morning. Heather rang me at about 10am to tell me that she was going to the hospital to be with her mum and that she would be home when she got home. She wasn't kidding - she didn't get home until after midnight and looked like death warmed up herself! Her mum is over 80 and until a few months ago, had not been near a hospital since her youngest daughter was born 50 years ago. She still lives by herself at home - Heather's dad passed away about 6 or so years ago, maybe more - and still drives her car and does stuff for herself. So when Margaret took ill, it was quite a surprise. But it isn't good, the prognoses are that she will not be able to go back home and look after herself again, she will need full time, high dependancy nursing care for the rest of her life - the expectancy of which is quite short.
This added to my own problems and nightmares dragged me further down than I already was. I don't know how much more bad news is going to come my way before I snap completely. I just hope my own mum hangs in there for a while longer, if not, then I know that will tip me over the edge of no return.
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