Update per Margaret: Mom and I (Catrina) are sitting at the kitchen table and decided to update everyone on her situation. It appears her episodes have been a form of epileptic seizure due to serious head trauma from the two head injuries she has had, one in 1972 and one in 2006. The neurologist feels that it's possible she's had minor seizures all along but nothing as significant as these last two. She was sent home yesterday on an anti-seizure medication with three new doctors and is feeling well today.

And now, for the rest of the story: her boob. (Yes, she told me to say that.) Apparently there is some sort of infection in the biopsy site from three weeks ago (Sidebar: this one turned out to be benign and not an issue) but it's now having to be healed from the inside out. Her web footed doctor (quack) told her to pack it in sugar but forgot to realize the importance of an antibiotic. Luckily, she went the next day to one with a degree who decided the sugar needed to stay in the Kool-Aid and not in her bra, so he put her on what some doctors feel is the best remedy for an infection, and we loaded her up with a strong antibiotic but not before there was a problem deep inside. She is now continuing a strong antibiotic and the wound is being packed daily by her home health care nurse, Norman who is down to one gag per pack. She balked some at getting rid of Dr. Sugar Quack but it was quickly stressed to her that bedside manner doesn't alway mean a good healer of boobs.

I'm glad to post mom is giggling and laughing and we are in good spirits again, this time on only coffee and V8. No not mixed together. I figured I'd take advantage of her willingness to share what's going on.

More later, as time and Mom allow.