Another stroke?

Mom called Tuesday at 10:30am. She spent the night at the hospital in Dad's room. Why? On Monday when she was visiting, she noticed that his left hand was trembling. She asked the nurse if he was having another stroke. The nurse thought maybe he was. Mom was afraid to leave him. She said he looked so bad. She was afraid that he was going to pass away. I think she stayed because if he did pass away she wanted to be there with him. She didn't want him to die all alone.

I called the floor manager. I didn't want Mom staying again. I asked the manager for some suggestions. Mom can't keep staying all night repeatedly. She'll get ill. She's already lost too much weight. The manager said that staying overnight is not a necessity for Dad's situation. The hospital can in fact, ask Mom to leave. She's not going to like that. Not one bit.
I was so upset that she spent the night. And she was going to do it again. I didn't drive in to work. So I told my manager that I'd have to leave. I left work, took the train home. Hopped in the car and drove back into the city. I arrived at the hospital at 4:00pm. Mom thinks I came from work. I tried reasoning with her. I didn't want her to stay again. All night.

Mom was in the room just looking at Dad. I tried to understand what she was going through. Why she wanted to stay. What she thought she could accomplish by staying. She just didn't want him to die. Not then. Not that way. I understand. I'm trying to understand.

I did manage to get Mom out of the hospital. My aunt and Mom's friend showed up. They all chatted for a while and then we all left to go to a restaurant for a bite to eat. I treated all of us to a nice meal.

I left to go back home. It was an exhausting day.