Ironically, she is in the exact same room she stayed in when her hip surgery was done. They've switched the ward over from a orthapedic ward to an infectious illness ward... so that's how she ended up there. She's even got some of the same nurses who are teasing her about coming back.
She might already be home. I called her this morning and she was hoping she'd be going home. It was up to her doctor though. She wants to go home. It's kinda funny, cause Dad says, "It's easier on you mom being in the hospital!" and my Mom days, "It's easier on your dad, my being in the hospital!" It's like both of them think they are doing a huge favor to the other by this.
My only thought when I was in the hospital was "It would be easier on me and the world if they would let me the fuck out of here, cause I hate hospitals." I'm a bad patient.
I did order flowers to be delivered tomorrow. A nice purple boquet, that will match absolutely no room in the house, but she loves purple. *g* I did that deliberately, so she will put them in her bedroom, where she can enjoy them while she is recovering, rather than put them on the dining room table. I didn't send her flowers for her hips, cause I visited and because so many other people sent flowers. I figure she's not going to get as many flowers this time, cause it was so sudden.
I'm kinda mixed about this. Part of me is going, "Eh, shit happens... she'll be fine." Then, there is this small part of me going, "Yeah, and she's 75 years old... people have died from stuff like this at that age." I'm reminded that the day may be coming, sooner than I would like, where I'm bound to lose one of my parents.
Ironic, considering last week at this time, I was going through my usual after Christmas blues and pity festival. Yeah, sometimes I want to just... avoid my family, but I do love them. At least my parents. I wish they wouldn't constantly feel it's their job to tell me how I feel is wrong, but I do love them.
I hope the flowers cheer my mother up. I might go up to see her Tuesday... if I don't have to work, and if they'll allow me to visit.