Saturday, 3 July 2010

July 2nd

...marks the day that mom was admitted to the hospital for blood sugar at 47.7  (normal blood sugar is 4), and the second time I've been to that hospital in that Emergency room, and that area within it: the resuscitation one.  Frankly, I didn't realize that it was that serious, but that goes to show how apparent consciousness can be misleading.  My mom needed to be "resuscitated".

She's in the hospital now, as they have admitted her, hooked her up to machines, and told us that she has to meet with someone on Monday who will assess her ability to take care of herself and "recommend" "solutions" for her... Or should I just say "confirm her inability" to take care of herself and "dictate the actions we should take" because that's what it sounded like the doctor was really saying.

In a way, it's what I wanted: tests to be done, proof that she had problems that weren't being addressed by her current doctor and specialists, and help for her to address them.  But the way it happened feels unsettling: using her dizziness against her when it was the result of diligently following negligent doctors' orders.

I'm not sure what to think.
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