Her pain is supposed to be managed but it did seem sometimes she was distressed. Dr. Batiste, her Doctor is now going to keep her on maintenance morphine as well as Adavin. Her Doctor/neurologist, Dr. Batiste was such a kind and caring doctor. He interacted with her during a brief period when she was a bit loopy but had not had her catastrophic stroke. Evidently she really impressed him with her stories of trips and escapades. I think she also must have impressed upon him her desire to live a full and active life because he mentioned her zest for life and quest for adventure.
I am now heading to VT to run the Vermont City marathon. When I get back, I will have a 6 hour turnaround to fly back down to Dallas if my mom is still around. I am conflicted about this because I want her to be in peace (and at times when Cindy I were there it did not seem she was) but I also want to see her one last time and take her on our little adventure (or at least somehow make it so she can visit with her cat one last time).
Perhaps in a future post when it is not quite as painful, I will write about the fiasco that getting her into hospice has been. What I perceived as a simple action apparently is a complex bureaucratic nightmare. And sadly my mom does not have the time to wait for the many forms, authorizations and certifications that are needed.
My mom would say this is a learning experience and I certainly would be happy to provide my observation and opinion via an e-mail (which can be linked via my profile within this blog).
Please continue to keep my mom in your thoughts and prayers....