Sunday...

Our nurse began attempting to kick us out of the room last night around 10.....Chad decided to leave at 11 to not make us look so guilty with staying past visiting hours. Mom was very content with the pain meds she was taking and we confirmed with the nurse what the "night time" plan was to stay on top of the pain. Well, evidentally when that nurse got off and the new nurse came on, that plan went out the window! Dad and I had left at midnight and Mom slept and then woke up at 2:30am a little panic'd knowing she had missed 2 doses of pain meds. The nurse woud not give her the "good stuff".......so Mom said she told herself, I can sit and cry or choose to beat it. She got out of bed, went to the bathroom (by herself) and then sat in a chair. She said she was so proud of herself, and felt impowered. She has not had any oxycontin since 8:30 last night, and has just been doing a small dose of morphene and the perkeset. Dad showed up at like 5 or something and Gma and I were there at 6:30 so we didn't miss the doctor. Chad called us, but we told him to get packed up. (he flies out today)

The doctor made her rounds and decided tomorrow could be discharge day. Now, our secret game plan was to run her home until Thursday, but she nixed that idea quickly. Mom cannot leave campus, but the doctor won't pay the hotel bill! :) They want to make sure she can independently manage her pain today. Dad got a lesson with the bandages today and Gma is the understudy for the job. Mom was eating breakfast, oh, and she already walked today and is able to roll and get up w/o pain for all you nurses out there.

My heart is very heavy today....I am supposed to go home today, and as much as I miss the kids and Matt, it will be hard to say goodbye to Mom. When the doctor told her she had to stay here until Thursday, I burst into tears. I have spent every waking hour with her, but I know I am leaving the 2 best people, Dad and Gma with her. I know Chad feels the same way. It was a powerful family moment last night when we all pulled together. That is what it is all about and a time I will never never forget. As difficult as it was, we were there for each other.

I also feel like I am having a "blog break up" with all of you. But, not to worry, I will continue to post blogs, via Coshocton with my phone updates from them. Who knows, maybe Mom will just be able to walk herself down to the computer room in the Hotel by Thursday.

I will check back before I leave today.