The last day has been a nightmare. It all started when the doctor came in and my dad was in there by himself and was basically told that my mom had a slim chance of recovering and may be on the respirator for the rest of her life.
He came out balling and I ran in because I thought she was crashing. I found out when I came back what really happened. I told him one doctor could not determine her fate and my mom will fight if she really wants to make it.
Anyway, based on that news, we did call her family to tell them and get them to tell the whole family in case someone did want to come over.
A friend of ours drove my dad home. He really needed to go home. He was getting too emotional. I stayed there to talk to my mom even though she couldn't respond.
I did cry for a bit after that. I just want her to get better. Another doctor did come in to talk to us. He said that they were looking into possibly getting her a liver transplant. However, she would have to rest a few days and get stronger before they could do it. The steroids may still be able to get her liver right. Let's hope so because her levels are not too far off from being normal.
A good friend came up later again and stayed with me for a while. I don't remember what he said to my mom, but we did get a response of her shaking her head and she did shake her head a little when I asked her if she heard me earlier.
Another good friend came up there and stayed along with my best friend who also came up. The one friend stayed so we could run out and grab some food. While we were away, the friend of ours said the nurse came in, they were changing her diet so that it was easier on her liver. She also said that she has seen people in worse conditions than my mom and is optomistic that she can recover.
We stayed the night in the waiting room and went to bed after 1. We woke up a little before 7. I came home about 9:45.
My dad and her best friend came up, and I went in to check her oxygen levels. Yesterday they moved it from 80 to 60. This morning it was at 50. My dad came home a little after I did. Her best friend called us a little while later and I was hoping it wasn't bad. She said they moved her Oxygen down to 40. Meaning she is not needing to depend on it so much.
Please, keep your fingers crossed and thoughts going that she will recover. Her liver is getting better and I'm hoping it is just trying to learn how to function again. Regardless, she needs the rest and that may be just what she needs to recover. I hope that fluid does go away on its own.
I have layed down for a few hours. I am about to take a shower and go back in a few. I have two cats in my room.
The nurse last night said she was improving. I sure hope so. She has a bunch of people thinking of her and coming by. I also had someone go by her church to tell the pastor. Maybe he can give her some more inspiration.
I'll try to keep you posted.