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We're still waiting to see what the results of Mom's second round of chemotherapy will be. She's been feeling the nasty side effects of the chemotherapy for the last several days, especially nausea. She did feel a little better yesterday than she had the previous two days.
Visiting the hospital for 3 or 4 hours has become a part of the daily routine for my father and I over the last 2 months. It has lost almost all of its strangeness. This is dangerous in a way, because routines usually make me feel comfortable, and my feeling comfortable partly hides just how serious the situation is. It's still painful to see Mom when she is feeling sick, and I know that she desperately wants to leave after 2 months (!) in the hospital, but even these things don't shock or upset me quite as much now that they are part of "the routine".
I hope that I am not becoming callous.
I hope that this ends with Mom being able to return home healthy and cured.
Visiting the hospital for 3 or 4 hours has become a part of the daily routine for my father and I over the last 2 months. It has lost almost all of its strangeness. This is dangerous in a way, because routines usually make me feel comfortable, and my feeling comfortable partly hides just how serious the situation is. It's still painful to see Mom when she is feeling sick, and I know that she desperately wants to leave after 2 months (!) in the hospital, but even these things don't shock or upset me quite as much now that they are part of "the routine".
I hope that I am not becoming callous.
I hope that this ends with Mom being able to return home healthy and cured.