Mom made it exactly one week before falling again. This time out of her bed at its max height, resulting in a trip to the ER. Mom apparently wanted to lay down and rest after lunch. After tucking her in, lowering her bed, and trying to set it up so that she couldn’t just roll out, mom found the remote and jacked it all up before attempting to get out on her own.
No one witnessed her fall, but since it was at about waist-height and she was complaining of hip pain, they had to err on the side of caution and get her to the hospital for x-rays. Good news is that everything came back clear (head CT and x-ray on hip). She’ll probably be sore and end up with a bruise, but it’s better than the alternative.
She was pretty crabby with me the entire time, telling me that she has to do those things so that I’d go see her. She’s very forgetful and doesn’t remember conversations or visits. It’s really sad and breaks my heart but there’s not really anything that we can do. We just try to make sure that she’s pain-free (a challenge given that she doesn’t always stay put), keeps up with her therapy, and is pre-occupied with activities to keep her from getting so lonely.
She doesn’t have any doctor’s appointments for a little while (planned ones, anyway), so hopefully things will start to settle down. I’ll keep you posted should anything important or significant develop.