the morning after.

i talked to mom this morning.
she was MUCH more alert.
she doesn't remember anything about yesterday, which is not cool, but at least she's up and about today.
she was up, out of bed, taking a shower when i called again a little bit ago.
i spoke to her nurse at ucsf.
they're going to put her on more steroids, to help with swelling.
this nurse is the first person to cut the crap and tell me honestly that this might just be my mom dying, basically.
she said, very gently, that the survival rate is usually around 12 to 16 months after diagnosis.
i really appreciated her honesty. i don't need false hopes, i need to have an idea of what to expect.
i think the 'roids will help a lot. they certainly did last time.
i'm looking into support groups for all of us (me, mom, jerr-bear), occupational therapy for mom, maybe even neuropsychology, if she's up for it.
now, i am off to pick up HARRY POTTER!!!!!!!!!!, grab some food for the day, and head over to sit on little mykkie for the rest of the day.
um...kids? they are a lot of work. had you heard? because they really, really are.
i am happy to spend time with mykkie, AND this couldn't possibly be a worse time for me to have to be taking care of someone else. i really need to be focusing on my mom right now.
um, did i mention i am going to start reading HARRY POTTER!!!!!!!?
because i am...