Thanks, everyone, for trying to hold me accountable to setting limits, boundaries and taking care of me. I fell off the wagon for a minute there....

I ended up going back to the hospital. My sister showed up for a while with a couple of her kids. But, we left around 8 PM instead of 9 PM which is a plus.

Tomorrow, I will be there during the day but will be going to group T tomorrow night so I won't be going back to the hospital.

My mom may be coming home soon. She's not well yet, but the dr said that they could send her home with the drain in her liver and she can come back on Monday for an outpatient CAT scan and moving/reinserting/adding a drain for the other abscess. She would also need to be taken to the infectious disease dr's office every day for IV antibiotics. And she would need to be looked after while at home. Guess who has that job?

I'm not sure why it's bugging me this time around. When she had her colon surgery last spring, I had no problem with practically living with her for 3 weeks. Now? I'm just missing being at home and living my life.

It's only temporary. And my mom needs me.

I will need to set some pretty clear boundaries though because I don't want my mom to think that just because I'm there to help means that I am bound there with chains at all times.