(no subject)

Oh! I meant to post something yesterday...

Mom's wound is finally all healed up! \o/ We went to the hospital for her last check up with the specialist and they said that it has all healed over and is likely properly healed from the bottom up this time. She'll still have a 'dimple' there that won't ever go away but she doesn't seem bothered by this in the slightest.

I cried a little in relief. It felt like I've been holding this in for the last year- like I didn't even realize how much stress I've bottled up, which makes a lot of sense... I mean, I'm so incredibly tired, it figures that it'd be so if I'm holding in a tsunami of feels. I couldn't even talk to her for a bit.

Mentally she seems to be doing okay although there's still some wibbling I'm keeping an eye on for the psychiatrist. That's the thing atm. She's covering her mouth and nose right now because she's convinced that the furnace is blowing some kind of dust onto her. She won't like it but I'll have to tell the psychiatrist about that. One of the things she had was paranoia, and that was one of them: that there was some kind of 'powder' either falling onto her or being blown through the furnace. That's just come back this week.

I really hope we're finally turning the corner, though. I am truly, truly tired...