Mom is back in the hospital.
She's getting to be like dad now. Every few months she has a spell.
She's got 1 functioning kidney which is only going at 25%
We've got her on restricted fluids.
I don't even know what I can feed her. Everything seems to work against her and yet we still want her to get nourishment.
It is beyond frustrating.
I'm not ready to be an orphan, because I need her too much. I know that I'm 42 years old and I should have things together, but I don't.
Mom is my rock.
I don't know what I'll do without her, and frankly right now I'm terrified, for my own selfish reasons. I'm just glad she's stable and dialysis hasn't been brought up yet.
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