Out of the blue, and unexpectedly, my mum was admitted to hospital again yesterday. There's a number of different things wrong with her, but all I will say is that she is very ill at the moment. In that situation, every little glimmer of hope is grabbed with both hands; whether it's tiny improvements in a blood test, or little moves of the arm and leg, or the tiniest little bit of mumbling....every one is an achievement.
During my visit to hospital earlier today, she suddenly became conscious, opened her eyes and said hello to me, and that was probably one of the happiest moments of my life. She is very weak and frail, but she is also one hell of a fighter, as previous illnesses have proved.
She has received terrific care from everyone in the hospital since she arrived, which gives me great hope for her recovery. I am going back to visit her tonight and can't wait to see her again. This house is such an empty (and quieter) place without her around :(
EDIT: I visited tonight, and there was no change....if anything, there was more cause for concern than this afternoon, but at least she did become more conscious towards the end of our visit and there were even a couple of funny moments. But my heart feels so heavy right now as she is not getting any better....
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