The craziness continues with the temporal arteritis concern with my hoarding mother. In the post previous to the last, my mother's doctors suspect TA, not a mastoid bone infection, is the reason for her issues. If that is the case, time is of the essence... but my mother is dragging her feet and doing her normal routine of being controlling, oppositional, and unable to get out of her own way to be part of the solution.
The stakes are high if this is the case. Blindness, strokes, all kinds of things can happen. Her response? Dragging her feet. Engaging in scorched earth and inappropriate behavior with those trying to help her. She went to her specialist, who was going to schedule a biopsy with the one doctor by the end of the week last week. She heard from their office on Thursday, after deciding the doctor was 'mad' and all kinds of inappropriate and unfounded assumptions.
Her response? She went to the library, had the librarian Google the biopsy, and has decided to NOT do it. She has the prescription for the steroids she would need to take for a number of years, and she does not want to take those either.... (And what a lovely impact they will have on her mental health...)
I am not advising, commenting, or giving her any reaction or reinforcement one way or the other.
Maybe I should develop a drinking game to play when on the phone with her?
Have a great week. Thank you for reading.
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