Or she will be tomorrow, anyway.
The hospital has made my sister better, cleared the salts from her system and whatever the infection was that she had. Her mouth ulcers are gone and they have been working on making her gum disease better too. She is coherent once again ... or at least, as coherent as she ever is.
They told Mum today that she will be sent back to the nursing home tomorrow, all being well, but that Mum isn't to visit because the journey will tire her out too badly and she will need to rest.
They also told her that the night she was admitted they thought she was going to die, because she was so ill.
And finally, they told her that they know the cause of this latest bout of illness - dehydration.
The nursing home has been issued with instructions on how to care for her and how much fluids she needs each day.
Mum is contacting Sue's social worker because she is going to make a formal complaint and ask for an enquiry as to how Sue was allowed to become SO dehydrated that a) she fell into unconsciousness and b) she nearly died because of the overload of poisons in her system.
I'm mad. The folk in that nursing home should be thanking their lucky stars tonight that I live in Scotland and not Buckinghamshire!
