Waiting
Before Sunday Mom was laughing, she was walking and dressing herself. She was singing on Thursday as Harold accompanied on guitar. Sometime between four and six on Sunday morning she got out of her chair. We don’t know why. She may have been headed toward the bathroom. Or perhaps she could feel the pain of a mild heart attack. She was checked on at four. She was sleeping peacefully in her chair. But when she was checked in on at six, she was found on the floor. Her clothes were wet with urine and perspiration. She was loaded into an ambulance and rushed to the hospital. Her legs were badly swollen. She was diagnosed with rhabdomyolysis . The infection spread into her legs and kidneys and heart probably. She’d been hooked up to machines and needles and was given cat scans, an MRI, a pick line and ...