Not a decorating post.

I ask for prayers  This sweet little woman is my mother.  Her name is Rebecca and she has cancer.  What was supposed to be a 1 1/2 to 2 hour surgery turned into a 7 hour surgery.   They could not take her off of the ventilator till mid-morning the following day.   She has a long way to go to get through this.  Today the doctor told us that he could not get all the cancer.  Mom does not know that yet.  He also said that tomorrow and Monday would be the worst days for her so far.

Today was not a good day.  She told me that she was going to be buried alive under the ceiling tile and that she saw the ceiling slide down and the huge post that are around the nurses station sunk into the floor.  That some men knocked off  the door to her room and replaced it.  By this evening she said she was seeing a little girl on her knees playing with a doll.  They are telling us that they believe her to have what is called ICU Psychosis and that when she gets out of ICU and in to a room that she should be back to normal.  It does not help that she is on the highest dose of morphine.

Again I ask for prayers for her and the rest of us.  It has been a tough few days and we have a long road ahead.

By the way...Cancer sucks.