| Well the short of it is that FINALLY Mom returned to WSH early eveningish Sat nite. St Clair truly is not alz friendly...again later on details -- but I am angry and helpless re: their lack of listening /care /communication skills - yes I called and was "cruise director" from the ER even. I am also still in tummy pain and have been told it takes about 3 full days of my resting completely to heal after a tummy bout. I believe based on what I'm going through, and I know my getting so upset about Momstuff is no help, but I have no recollection that it took time like this to recover. Holy crap. And Dr Waite leaves end of this month - double-crap. My throat is losing some of it's rawness after tossing my cookies full o' bile, but I had totally forgotten there was an after-effects-recovery time to cope with. Surprise? Anyhoo, I've xrays to be took, hopefully manana, and I also have an appt w/Julie, hopefully she can ease my tummy some...but dang, this still hurts. Gordy has an appt with Waite, and I asked him to make an appt for me -- sneak one more in before he leaves, I hope. After being shook to the core, I could use some stabling guidance. I am still bloaty, I still have sharp pain, I'm not eating, although I had some jello just a bit ago, I cry a lot about Mom and my helplessness, and the crap she went through. I'm hurting in my heart and soul that I couldn't make things happen. I was on the phone a lot, and thought I had gotten through, gone up the "powers that be ladder" at both WSH and at st clair, but apparently not enough to make the impression I needed. Finally from the ER, someone got Mom her medicine crushed as told over and over in some pudding so she could help her pain and her tummy w/out any food, and also managed to get them to remove her restraints - how dare they! I was livid and beyond able to be civil much longer, so the phone was handed off to Gordy, while we were in the ER (yes, I had my GI cocktail and meds so I could finally speak to them v. just groan, but I was just feeling the effects from it hence able to phone and talk). To add to my total misery, that I had a stomach episode of huge proportions like this, unable to do self-control at home, well that shakes my world to it's core...it has been a year since this has been a part of my life, and to think /fear that this could become my life again...? well that is pure hell and I can't imagine it as my future again. I pray this was a single instance, but I fear it was the "on switch" after having it turned off so successfully by CPT in Fla last Feb. I got "spoiled" and my focus re: my tum was pretty much turned off, except re: the meal with extra hard to eat food, I'd avoid etc. et ... I though I could think travel with no fear, like AJG's upcoming wedding in September, and a visit to Jenny, Billiam, Robyn & Evan's house...it just became an issue of time /money to go there -- but that isn't the case anymore. I'm breaking down, and I don't know what to do, or where to turn...
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