A turn for the worse

The hotel where we are staying has 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom a living room and a small kitchen. We leave the light on in the bathroom so my mom can find her way to it during the night. She wakes up at 1 am, 2 am, 3 am, and usually is fully awake by 5 am. Each time she wakes up I ask her if she is okay, a couple of times I usually get up to help her back to her bed, make sure she has water. I feel like I have been here for months. At 5.43 I drag myself out of bed and make myself a hot watery coffee that can be found in each room of the hotel. It has been 24 hours since my mother has taken her painkillers. We were hoping this will help with her lucidity. Instead, as I start to speak to my mom I realize that she has taken a turn for the worse. She is unable to form a clear sentence. She can not remember words and she seems to forget what she is saying as soon as she starts to speak. I call the number  neatly printed on a little yellow post-it that PA ( Neurosurgeon’s assistant) gave me. My call is transferred to a voice mail. It is Sunday I will have to wait until Monday to speak to anyone.  Monday.. seems a thousand years away.

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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