Over the weekend I got a call from my mom. She was valiantly sick. With her husband going away she didn’t want to be alone. I jump in the car and head out for my hour plus drive to her side. Come morning we decide to go to the hospital.
First I need to take you back a week. Mom had a fall going out the front door. Face first to the ground she goes, with her face breaking her fall. Hitting the left side of her face, leaving a black eye and bruise cheek. Visit one to the hospital to make sure everything is ok. All good but ordered a CT just in case. Next visit is CT. All good. Through out the week she has nausea and vomiting. That is expected from a head injury.
Now to present: Thinking symptoms should be slowly subsiding, I get a call from mom. She has been throwing up and doesn’t want to be alone wail hubby is away. In the morning we decide its best to head to the hospital. At this point everything goes through our minds. 11 days after fall and she is not getting better. Well, Nurse for one daughter and PSW for the other, we start the it could be list. Brain, spine, Sinus ????????? Who knows.
Walk in to a quiet waiting room. Shouldn’t be a long wait, we get told. Chair 1 to wait.
To: The Waiting Room
A Mom's Footprints 