little progress

In the last week we haven't had one good new. It was a bad new after the other. My mom went under surgery to have a valve and arteries replace with new one since there was a huge blockage. She was put on a ventilator on the 18th, and then they told us a bunch of bad news, that one she had other arteries blockage, her lung are really sick and that she got a bacterie that stop the medications to do their work. On top of that she was having panick attach quite often during the day and night. For 2 days we've stop going in her room becaused everytime she was feeling a movement in room she was getting these panick attack again. Doctor keep changing the anxiety medication to find the right one that will make her more relax. Yesterday was a better day, they reduce the ventilator so she can breath on her own, so every breath she take its her taking them if she need to be assist then the machine wil do it. She react well to this new step. They also say that when they listen to her lung its better, she is not out of the wood yet but she improve bit by bit. We were also able to enter in her room without putting her in distress. I was happy to be at her bedside her blood was going high but as high in the past days, and I was able to calm her down. At one point I tought she was sleeping and was getting ready to leave that she started lifting up her head in search for me so it was nice to see her following me with her eyes until I reach her bed. I love her so much and realised I much in need her in my life. Its sad that it take a moment like that to realise this.