It's Not Easy Being the Surrounded by the Worst of the Worst and You Being the Worst

I said I would blog about the good and the bad...for those who know me well, you know, that I journal only when things are good...when things go south...I stop and resume again when they are better.  When Slaton was in the NICU, you can tell the good days in my journal..they are there...the bad days are not.  I guess I don't like seeing it in print????  Started to be a good day.  I actually spent the afternoon with a previous faculty of mine touring her new School of Oriental Medicine and Acupuncture...(I told mom that I might be hauling her over there, too!) so excited for her, so wonderful to see another side of treating people...not sure if it would make a clinical site...but you never know where they might pop up.

After I got back, we had to take mom for her CT.  We were in a waiting room with probably 75 patients and mom was very, very sick to her stomach....and then she was told she had to drink the contrast.  And that made her sicker....that was the point when I looked around and realized that in a room filled with patient's with the worst of the worst cancer...we were in fact...the worst.  Very depressing, very scary, very sad.  (Thanks, Karen. You are right...tell fear how big God is).  It got worse, she got sicker and afterwards actually threw up a meal that we had 3 week earlier!!!  Yes, I checked and that is what and when it was...so we are going to be changing her diet..moving to strictly juices and smoothies with protein for awhile.  She ended up having to have 2 more IV fluids and we are scheduled now for 7 in the morning for our next IV fluids. 

Thanks for the prayers.  Just horrible to see my mom that way.  I hope that everyone else in the room waiting were there for rechecks and not first time patients....but I guess it realize doesn't matter.