So much as happened that I don’t even know where to start. My mum is being such a trooper. We have her in what is meant to be a wonderful place, however, for anyone to step down from living in their own home to one room…..I can’t imagine that would bode well with anyone.

Time will tell if this is the right enviroment for her, of course, I likely will never think anything is good enough for her. I been so upset when she was at the other place that her stomach seemed distended and that she was complaining about pain in her lower abdomen. I asked for 5 days for them to help her. They laughed and said they were fattening her up by feeding her lots of snacks. Brilliant you jealous little bitches.

So, I get a call on Wednesday that my mum had internal bleeding and that her blood count went way down. They were going to transport her to the hospital via ambulance. Now this place is an hour away. I jumped in the car, doing about 110mph to beat the ambulance and brought her to the hospital myself. They gave her a blood transfusion. Thank G-D my aunt and uncle came up to support me in the afternoon.

The really incredible thing was that my mum asked what was wrong with her because she was feeling fine. I explained. She got bored hanging around the hospital, so she strongly stated, “This is ridiculous, I am going to make my blood count go up.” They had taken blood tests when we first arrived. When they got the results, just prior to the transfusion, her blood levels had risen to a stable level. Was this just coincidence or the ability of someone who with the onset of this disease, has the ability to tap into parts of her mind and spirit which she hadn’t previously been able to do.

Tonite my aunt and uncle went up to visit my mum. My aunt and uncle were devastated. My mother is saying that she hates it there. It was hard to see her like this. They questioned whether they should see her or just speak on the phone as to not overly upset her onsite. What is the correct answer? Is there the right place for her? Is she doing okay? Where does our guilt take over and what is the best thing to do by her?