I just got off the phone with mom. The uncertainty these last several weeks have brought into our lives is starting to take their toll. My darling mom is tired and stressed. I worry about her well being. I worry about her health. Mom is continuing to keep a constant and loyal vigil. It's amazing...
We now await the results of a cat scan done today on Jack's brain. Jack has overcome hurdle after hurdle. Day after day after day we think there can't possibly be another issue. Certainly, he will start to improve and only improve, right? Everyday we wonder what will they find today? What can go wrong now? The anger is circling in my gut again with no place to go...around and around...I'm almost too tired to cry. Instead, I find myself physically always waiting for the next siege.
The cat scan is to show us if Jack has had a stroke. His agitation is too much. He is always moving, rolling, trying to get out of bed. His response to stimuli is minimal. He's too confused. Too frustrated. It's another time of waiting. Of uncertainty.
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My head is swimming. This is just too much. Give Sharon a hug for me! Maureen
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