It seems in my mind inevitable that mom will have to have surgery.  She is hurting too bad for anything to be normal.  And for that, I find it almost unbearable.  It means more months of non-weight bearing, more days in hospitals with machines that sound alarms every hour and nurses who don’t turn them off, more trying to figure out how to transfer mom (she is quite heavy).  It’s just a lot.  And today it was hard.  I’m so tired.  In March it will be five years of back to back medical crisis.  I am praying God’s mercy.