So Monday I hurried to the hospital that is about two hours away – arriving as soon as I could (well it is a complicated relationship). I walked into my mother’s hospital room. She was sitting up in bed “HELLO JANET” she said. Remarkable I thought for an 85 year old woman who had just had a massive stroke. I walked around to the side of the bed and kissed her.
She paused to look at me. “You have your hair in a butch” she said. I took off my coat and sat down. “And I hate that thing on your arm”.
She’ll be fine I thought – and so will I.
It appears she may not have had a stroke but rather extremely high blood pressure caused symptoms/episodes that mimicked a stroke, this was due to a new chemotherapy medication she is on.