I brought mom home today. She wanted to come home so badly.
The bleeding stopped. Her doctors believe she has a malignancy but could not confirm without a surgical biopsy with anesthesia. She’s decided, for now, not to do this. So she’s home. She’s sad, worried. I see it on her face. She tells me it’s just too much to keep up with. She needs time to sort her thoughts and make decisions and she knows she can take her time. If she begins to bleed again, she can decide to go forward with the biopsy and treatment. She’s tired.
We stopped on the way home and got a hot fudge sundae since she forewent the pork chop lunch at the hospital. I told her she raised me to break the rules. 😊
She’s napping right now in her favorite chair with her cat, Spot, sleeping beside her legs.
It’s good to have her home. I love her so much.
Thank you to all of you who prayed. God is good.