I am frustrated beyond measure tonight. My mother is expressing little interest in rehabilitation when it comes to regaining her strength and walking again. She asked me what they would do with her if she did not respond after a certain amount of time. I told her she would likely go to a nursing facility.
Not home, she asked? I said she'd need to be able to walk and take care of her personal needs to come home.
She asked what I wanted her to do. I told her I wanted her to fight through it and get back to where she was before this latest hospitalization....walking and driving and being independent. She didn't say much else before I left.
They had tried to have her sit up for lunch (on side of her bed) but she made such a scene of feeling sick and not being able to do it, so she was allowed to lie down. She expressed doubt she'd be able to satisfy the therapists in the afternoon.
I later called a friend who works a shift at the hospital auxiliary desk and asked if she'd seen my mother. Oh, yes, she said, she was having her hair washed and set. I asked her what she was sitting in. A wheelchair, she said. My mother had refused the wheelchair as an alternative way to sit when I was there. She was, my friend said, in good spirits and looking forward to rehab.
As I indicated, I am frustrated beyond measure tonight.
