Lets just put this in a nutshell:
A fall down the stairs; 911 called. 8 hrs in the emergency department. Atrial Flutter.
Appointments during the week with 3 different doctors. Lab tests. General anesthesia and cardioversion.
More falls at home. Mixing up words. Drop in hemoglobin level. Another trip to the doctor --> ER. In ER from 1600-03:30. Admitted to the hospital. CT scan (again) of her head. Abdominal ultrasound. 3 cysts/masses found. CT of abdomen and ultrasound of pelvis. Kidney mass --> thought to be benign. Ovarian mass --> thought to be benign. Lung Mass --> uh oh. Former 4 pack per day smoker. Started when she was 16 until she was 58. 160 pack years. Very high risk.
Lung biopsy. Pneumothorax (collapsed lung). Oxygen via cannula overnight. X-ray in am. Improved. Physical therapy --> walker and commode chair. Home again on a Thursday. 6 days in hospital. Somewhere in all this, waking in the middle of the night, not knowing who she was, where she was, why she was where she was. Call at home at 4:30 am. First set of real sobbing cries. Next 3 nights sleeping at the hospital and staying with her 20 out of 24 hours.
Now I know how little sleep hospitalized patients get. Home. Fell asleep while reading the same paragraph about 10 times and finally woke about 9 1/2 hrs later. Today we should get the biopsy results.
Awaiting biopsy results still.