Bad news ... Mom is back in the hospital, and the outlook is bleak. My parents went to the ER at maybe 1am with my mother complaining of severe pain that even morphine wouldn't relieve. Turns out her esophagus has perforated (she has esophageal cancer) and she also has a pulmonary embolism.
So my father called me around 9am (and let me tell you, that is NOT the way you want to be awakened on a Sunday morning - or any morning!). My husband and I threw together an overnight bag and went over to the hospital. She's in the ICU, unconscious and intubated. The vital signs display showed that she was tachycardic with a blood pressure of 60 systolic. (!) (Turns out the BP cuff hadn't been placed properly
and her BP was actually more like 120/60.)
I hope she heard me when I said, "I love you, Mom."