Gaining speed

By now momma is home and daddy is still driving around to run errands.  Momma can't get out and isn't doing too good and he doesn't want anyone to know how bad things are going right now.  We've been thrown for a loop, momma isn't eating.  She is not eating anything.  We're desperate trying to make her favorites, and daddy's driving to Panne' too pick up the broccoli and cheese soup she likes.  She will take a spoon and start throwing up.  Something is not right.  Eventually we have to take her to the hospital and her potassium is at a dangerously low level so she's admitted and put on a feeding tube and an IV of potassium to try and replenish the minerals her body needs.  Seven days.  And the only reason she is discharged is because medicare won't cover more than a seven day stay.  Her weight is down to 92 pounds and going down more.  Daddy is exhausted, he can barely use his arm and he can't figure what's going on or how to get her to eat anything.  They end up putting a feeding tube in her chest, and me, Chris and Badoll are trained on how to clean, connect and disconnect her liquid food.  The only thing that sustains her now.  We are told that if we can't get her to eat and gain weight she won't make it.  Doctors keep telling daddy she needs to be admitted into the convalescent.  NOPE, daddy fought with everything, momma was not going to go to a convalescent, we would take care of her.