DOWNHILL

Yesterday my sister called to tell me that my dad was driving my mom to the hospital to get her admitted to the the mental ward. I hadn't talked to her since Thursday and much had happened since then.

Thursday afternoon my mom said she had a stomach ache. Later that night the nausea got so bad that my dad took her to the ER where some brilliant (read stupid) doctor took her off the drugs completely. Now, I wasn't necessarily a fan of her going on these drugs in the first place but anyone whose read anything about these drugs KNOWS that you DON'T take someone completely off them no matter how long they've been on them. Unfortunately, I don't think my mom had the capacity to understand this and I don't know if my dad had the knowledge. So Friday my dad takes off work because my mom freaks out when he's not there. Then Saturday he had to go in to work for a couple hours so two friends come over to look after her. This is when I called on Saturday morning. The friend I spoke with said I couldn't speak to my mom and that made me feel a bit concerned. After my dad had been at work only an hour and a half my mom's friend called him and said he needed to come home and take her to the hospital. My mom was requesting to be taken to the hospital. No wonder. She hasn't been able to see her doctor or a psychiatrist since being prescribed these drugs and wasn't going to see anyone until the 31st. She needed care and needed it right then and there. So my dad takes her to the hospital and they proceed to wait 4 1/2 hours in the waiting room during which time my mom starts freaking out to the extent that they have to give her more meds. Then they don't want to admit her!!! So my dad raises some holy you-know-what and finally gets her in. He says she's where she needs to be. She'll be there for a couple days and hopefully be properly medicated and taken care of.

I still feel strongly that the Lord is taking her through this valley to break her of her need for control and perfection. My dad informed me of other things that have been going on and it seems he has a little understanding of the spiritual aspect of things. He's not a fan of the drugs although he sees the need for temporary use right now. Pray for my dad too. He has no clue how to help my mom right now and I'm afraid that he may lose it too. He's been a recovering alcoholic for 20+ years now and fortunately he went to an AA meeting last night and the night before. Pray that he takes care of himself. I don't think he's a Christian even though he talks as if he has a relationship with God. My sister is completely blind to all the spiritual components though, I think. She seems to think that my mom will be just fine once her meds are regulated and they complete their move to SC.

There's much deeper stuff going on. Here's a song that's been mercifully running through my head the past 24 hours. It's Lord of All by First Call.

Lord of all
Of all seen and unseen things.
Of a universe that sings and calls You
Lord of all

Lord of all
Of the power not to sin
You have always been
And always will be
Lord of all.

Blessings. And thanks for praying.