Back. But not normal.

Arrived home today. I've been gone 5 days. I can't even remember what I did last weekend! What a nightmare, I would not wish this on anyone. The thought that you may have to take care of one, or both, of your parent's can be mind numbing. I cannot begin to describe the stress I have experienced this past week, or the emotional roller coaster ride it was. Thank you to all who called, my apologies for rambling on over the phone, as the need to vent was critical at times or I felt I would explode. Sitting at the hospital waiting is not what I do. I suck at it. I hate hospitals. My Mother is home, and doing well for now. Her color is back, the stent they put in helped drain her bile duct, and it seems to still be working. We really don't know much, all signs and symptoms point towards Pancreatic Cancer, but we are not sure. What we do know is there are tumors that are causing blockage, and they cannot even get in there and take a clear picture or even a needle biopsy. As of right now, surgery is scheduled in a few weeks. It is major surgery, but she is a strong woman with no health issues until now, so we are confident that she will pull through. Until then, we hope & pray, and deal with the unknown. Her husband (not my Father) has exhibited signs of demetia/early alzheimers, which has added a monkey wrench to the entire situation - he cannot seem to function normally without her there to tell him what he needs to do. They live on the other side of the state, a 3 hour drive, causing a logistical nightmare when this all started. My siblings and I had to jump immediately, drop everything, throw some things in a bag and go. We were at the local Target more than once picking up something that was forgotten in the rush! It's good to be home.