I was pretty concerned yesterday, so much so that last night, I called and found out the name of the antidepressant she was on. I did some research and many of the things going on with her sounded like side-effects of the Remeron. This morning, I called her doctor and left a message. I wanted some more information about this.
I went in to see her and she was up and walking around. By herself! She looked great and her mental acuity was obvious. Sunday, she asked me where my dad was, why hadn’t he come to see her. She asked about her sister, Cora. Yesterday, she asked me if I was dating anyone.
Today, all that fuzz was gone. There were a few iffy things, but she was so much better than the day before.
And on Sunday and yesterday, she was sleeping when I go there, today, as I said, she was up and about. If she keeps going like this, I don’t doubt she’ll be home before the month is out. And it makes my heart sing, to know she might well be able to go back home, her home of twenty years.
Keep the fingers crossed and the prayers going up.
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