She had chemo-therapy, and developed an infection. She went to the hospital on Sunday. All week I called and tried to get something out of the three of them (my mom, my dad and my sister).
Mom: Su - We : I'm fine, I'm ok, nothing to worry about.
Dad: Su - We : She's fine, she's ok, nothing to worry about.
Sis: Su - We : I haven't had time to visit her, she's in the isolation ward, since her white bloodcell count is so low, and the baby and I got a cold.
Mom: Th : I'm tired, I'm too tired to talk.
Dad: Th : ?????
Sis: Th : I haven't had time to visit her, she's in the isolation ward, since her white bloodcell count is so low, and the baby and I got a cold.
Me: Well, could you please find out ? Do I have to come ?
Sis: No, not yet, but I'll find out
Mom: Fri : I'm tired, I'm too tired to talk.
Dad: Fri : ?????
Sis: Fri :
Friday, noon, the phone rings here at work. It's sis : 'I'm at the hospital, I talked to the doctors, drop everything and come... It could be the end.'
So I drop everything, go home, call LH at 12:30 get a seat on the 18:05 flight out of DTW to MUC via FRA.
I get there Saturday at 1 pm... my mom's really bad shape....
More later...