Swollen

My mom has gained about 18 pounds or so in water. She called my aunt yesterday morning to tell her that she doesn't fit into any of her clothes. My aunt went to a sports clothing store and bought her some new sweatpants.

She went to see a nephrologist (my spellcheck doesn't know what a nephrologist is) today and he suggested the following:

Plan A: Up the dose on her lasix in addition to two more diuretics to try to get the fluid out of her system. Monitor her weight daily. If the lasix works, she should lose 2-3 pounds a day.
Plan B: If after 5 days, she doesn't show any improvements, go to the hospital for two days to receive albumen infusions.
Plan C: If plans A and B don't work, she'll have to get dialysis done. Two times a week.

Given that, she sounded good when I spoke with her today. Better than she did the last couple days, anyway. When she laughs, though, it's a heavy laugh. I kept telling her I'll be visiting on the fourth, and she kept saying, "the fourteenth." Finally, she said, "Meh, it doesn't matter. I won't remember anyway. You just come to the airport whenever and give someone a call and someone will pick you up." We also laughed about something but I can't remember what now.

And her oncologist is an asshole.