Only 3 short days after surgery my mother is released from the hospital

From the window of the 7th floor hospital room I have a clear view of the entire city, including the giant Rocky Mountain peaks that surround it. There is a Safeway supermarket and a  Shell gas station, only a stones throw away and I wonder why I have never seen either before. On the ledge of the window sits a flower arrangement, sent by my mothers friends in California, my brother says by some Facebook friends she’s never even met. I’m grateful in any case. I am also grateful that any sort of flu symptoms I was having have disappeared – washed away by the gallons of water, Airborne Formula, and ibuprofen I have taken. As I look out the window I think about this mornings events:

Me: ‘Hi mom, how are you feeling today?’

Mom: ‘oh hi, did you find that pill in the thing? the one in the back seat? Because I need it to put my ice inside.’

Me: ‘no mom, didn’t find a pill, do you mean your luggage?’

Mom while walking into the bathroom: ‘oh that’s okay I need to go and make breakfast, there’s going to be scrambled eggs in the pill when we get home’

Me: ‘Mom, are you feeling okay?’

Mom: ‘I am going home soon so I need to find the pill.’

I settle my mom into her bed and pull my phone out of my bag to call my husband. Google maps says they(my husband and kids) are 5,248 miles away, I think about this while my husband tells me not to panic. A nurse comes to fill her coffee cup at the spot I have chosen as my nervous break down point. She notices my state and quickly pours her coffee, her eyes focused hard on her cup and the black brew that flows into it.
I pull myself together and ask to speak to the head nurse. The head nurse tells me not to worry that it is normal that my mom is a little delirious and anyway they will keep her another day.

Afternoon comes and the PA (neurosurgeon assistant) comes to tell us that they are releasing my mom from the hospital. I follow the PA out into the hallway and explain to him my worries about my mothers delusional state. He tells me she will be fine, writes his office number on a small piece of paper and tells me to call the office if I have any questions.

As I load my mom into the car she looks at me and says ‘don’t worry honey, pretty soon you will be all better.’

About Cassidy_S

My name is Cassidy, I live in Northern Italy with my husband and 2 kids. When I first arrived to Italy the only thing I was sure of was that I wanted to live in this country, a country that is not known for its organization but is more beautiful than you can imagine!
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