Two steps forward, three steps back... in My life....I can't make this shit up!

That’s how we all feel right now. Mom had made progress for a short period of time. She had been walking around the unit and sitting up more. The day before yesterday, for a while, was a glorious day. I called the hospital and was told that Mom had been walking around off of any oxygen with a Trach Collar on, and she had even sat up for a half hour with the collar on before requesting High Flow oxygen. The nurse told me I could ZOOM with Mom so I was able to see her and talk with her for about 30ish minutes. It made me so happy!
That night, Dad went to the hospital after he got off work and did not get home until after 8. I had a feeling something had happened because he never gets home that late. He hates driving in the dark and is usually home by 7:30. He looked spent when he got home. He said Mom had crashed again and needed a blood transfusion.
I called the hospital yesterday morning and was told she had crashed yet again ( to my knowledge this is the third time) and they had to put her on the ventilator. Yesterday’s goal was the wean her from the vent to the Bipap again. Last night when Dad got home he said Mom has pretty much given up. He said she’s tired of fighting. They’re doing another procedure today where they’re going to put a camera scope through the nose into the lung to see if they can find anything they didn’t see on the MRI/CT/X-ray. They’ll also do a biopsy if they feel necessary.

I’m exhausted. I’m not sure how much more I can take. I want her better. I’ve never wanted anything so much as I do this. I truly hope today is a better day.

Please keep the prayers and positive vibes coming.