i am back home....
When we were like 2-3 hrs to get to the hosp. we got a ph call from my cuz saying she doesnt remember anyone and was calling him her son's name which was the wrong person... my bro stepped on the gas peddal and went beyond speed limit.... got to the hosp like 2-3 AM Indiana time.
Got to her and she was like huh? and slowly remembered who we were once we said hi mom and showed her, her new grandson which is my 10 mo old baby Mitchell.... We all cried cause she looked like shit in ICU... feeding tubes, oxygen, couldnt feed herself ice chips, swollen so bad she was getting blisters and skin bleeding and etc... We left her to rest some more and for us to get some sleep as we had to get a hotel cause my other cousin's home was not safe and contaminated with piss from cats n etc....
Went back to see her, she looked a bit more better and stopped by to see my aunt in her nursing home and she is 1 yr older than my mom and is in better shape than her. still couldnt feed herself n etc
Next day she came out of ICU and looked a lot more alert. and my brother played some sound affects while he was in the bathroom and a nurse came in and said OMG! I hope that was the cell phone! we could not help but ALL of us were laughing so hard with tears coming down. Even my mom was laughing...
The morning we left to go back home we made one more stop to see her and she said she had fed herself b-fest and etc, able to help herself to get some drink of her ice cold water and etc.
Our goals is to FIGHT the fucken shitty system to get her moved to here in colorado....