Ever since her "woke up on the floor" event and subsequent trip to the hospital, Mom's been in a rehab hospital -- kind of like a nursing home, but with more and better-paid nurses, plus a physical rehab center right down the hall.
She has three broken ribs (high ones --1, 2 and 3 on the right), plus a nasty bump on the head and it was worrying to figure out. But her doc persisted and it looks very much like dehydration caused by a change in medication; we've all had dehydration sneak up on us, usually in the mild form of discovering you were way thirstier than you expected; this was similar but worse. And there's some comfort in that -- it wasn't any of the bad things it could've been, but something simple and preventable.
She's a lot more active now; helps to have experts keeping everything on track, and with the painful broken ribs, she needed to have somebody around 24/7. But she's made steady and rapid progress, and hopes to be back home by the end of this week! (She's walking better than I've seen in years.)
--Her little dog misses her terribly. Given freedom of the house, Ty will check Mom's bedroom, then get comfy next to the door so he can be sure of seeing her.
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