"Diagnosis and update on My mother's Condition"

We made it to Arlington,Texas on a Sunday, where one of my daughter's live. We stay there until my daughter got off from work and made it home.While there, we met our son, and three grand children, it was really nice seeing them again. It was even better for my husband and because he had been there in three and half years, because of one thing or another. My eldest grandson and nephew came over and they drove with us , over to the daughter's where we're be staying. After we put all the boxes and baggage away. we sat and visit with each other,getting updated on information we didn't know about. My sister called me and told me that my mother was passing blood in her stool, so this was not a good thing for me to hear. One of my daughter were in Bastrop Louisiana where my mother was, and since she's a nurse she went by and checked it out. She said that it wasn't a dark stool or a bright red stool, which made us have hope that it wasn't as bad as it seemed. The doctor thought it was hemorrhoids, but we wouldn't know for sure until she had a colostomy. My youngest daughter lost her other grand mother last year, without be able to say good bye, and she didn't want the same thing to happen to her again,so she called and told us she was going to Bastop, to see her granny and we could all ride together, and we did.

She drove by and picked us up and we drove to Monroe, Louisiana where my mother was, in Glenwood medical center at ICU. My mother had had a blood transfusion by time we had arrived there. I met up with the rest of my sibling and my mothers sister's were there, in fact the hospital was filled with all our family members except for about four other people. They let us see my mother because we were from out of town, we went in and seen her, she was glad to see us, especially my husband that she call her partner. She had lost quite a bit of weight, but she look good, except maybe looking some what weak, but guess if we had lost the majority of our blood we would look weak too. We later found out that my mother had a small tear in her colon, or what they called diverticulosis. They finally took her from ICU, and put them in a regular room and we visited her until they said she was okay. They doctor took her off of solid foods for almost two weeks trying to allow the injury to heal, because they really didn't want to operate on her because of her age. We all prayed for my mother recovery and her healing and God sure answered our prayers.

My mother soon got much better and was soon discharged and sent home, she is doing much better and I want to thank God and all of you who pray for her health to be sustained. My mother is eighty years old, and I know one day she will leave us, but as long as there's breath in my body, I will love her and try to keep her healthy and happy and comfortable until God call her home.

Benny Faye Douglass