We spent Christmas Eve in the emergency room.

The doctor said she probably has an inner ear infection and a mild flu.  He recommended admitting her to the hospital because of the danger of her falling at home.  Her general practitioner did not agree with that, so I brought her home and have been pushing her from room to room in a wheelchair borrowed from a friend.  She is taking an antibiotic and medication for the dizziness.

While what her affliction is not dangerous in the long run, she continues to feel rotten and has not felt like ingesting more than a nutritional drink.  She ate a couple of slivers of turkey for Christmas dinner.

I cannot help but think that if she had been admitted to the hospital and given those drugs intravenously at higher dosages than in the pills, she would be over this by now.  But what do I know?  I ain’t a doctor.  On New Year’s Eve she took her pills and went to bed early.

While this is not directly connected to the breast cancer, we think the treatments weakened her immune system to make her vulnerable to infections.  Since the conservative approach of low-dosage pills has not worked we will be calling soon to make another doctor’s appointment.  She cannot go on not eating and not walking.

I bought her pretty new clothes for Christmas, and she hasn’t even gotten to put them on.