Less than two weeks ago, my grandmother was admitted to the hospital. Things didn't look good the day she was admitted. And then she rallyed and returned to the nursing home.
Yesterday, she returned to the hospital. The same infection took it's toll, but to a much greater degree. They couldn't get a blood pressure reading. She was in pain. She couldn't speak. She didn't recognize anyone.
Today, I went to visit her. She was tired and slept most of the time, but she was responsive. She was alert. She was feisty.
And so the roller coaster continues. We wait. We watch. And we wonder what's coming up ahead.