My mom went into the hospital again last night. She hadn’t eaten in two days and kept vomiting old blood. The pain was finally bad enough that she willingly went.
They drained a ton of blood out. She had an endoscopy today, and they found food. Food that was two days old, and just wasn’t digesting. She’s feeling much better, now that she’s been on a lot of pain medication and they took the stuff out. She’s having an upper GI series tomorrow to see if they can pinpoint whether there’s a blockage, or she’s just not digesting for some reason.
I kept fighting myself to go to the hospital. I REALLY did not want to go, but I should. I didn’t have a clue as to why I was so reluctant. And right about the time I was ready to go, the school called. Joseph was sick, and I had to pick him up. Mother’s intuition? I don’t know.
Thinking of you. Hope everything is okay.
How is she now?