Visited my mother today. She was very out of it, making no sense, saying she was in great pain, but couldn't localize and when I asked her again where it was she said that since I got there, the pain was gone. She made pretty much no sense in the time I was there. I felt uncomfortable leaving her, but I found a Catholic channel that was running the daily Mass and I figured that would be something familiar for her...and by then she had calmed down considerably from when I first got there.
She was lying in sheet stained with feces when I got there and I called for housekeeping to change the sheet for her. As of the time I left (an hour later) they had not shown up and the woman at the front desk didn't seem at all concerned that my mother might sleep in feces tonight.
She was lying in sheet stained with feces when I got there and I called for housekeeping to change the sheet for her. As of the time I left (an hour later) they had not shown up and the woman at the front desk didn't seem at all concerned that my mother might sleep in feces tonight.
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