I have this bitter-sweet feeling a lot of times.

Mom has been doing really well since she came home from the hospital for the third time. She is becoming more independent and even climbed the stairs this morning to get ready and come say hi to me. She is losing more hair every day, and she is probably going to get a wig to go with her hat assortment. I never thought it would come to this. My friend Matt's mom had breast cancer and he was telling us that it probably felt like this for him when his mom went through chemo and did the hat shopping and stuff. I am very happy she is walking around, can clean herself up, and even walk up some stairs now. She had her vein mapping on Friday, May 18, and had more chemotherapy. Today she is on her way to Lawrenceville for more dialysis. She did take off three pounds of the five of fluid when she went back for dialysis. Dialysis make her feel better and makes some of her swelling go down as well. If you didn't previously know, Mom has been having kidney and lung issues, which could have ended up being really bad if we would not have found out. She was diagnosed with Wegener's Disease (also if you did not know). On top of her being sick, we are trying to keep her stress level down and her blood pressure level down so she does not get sick. 
Here is why I feel bitter-sweet a lot of times:
She has been saying that she has been trying to call her mom for a number of days later at night and she has not been answering her phone. Not to any of our knowledge but my dad's, her mother and our grandmother has been admitted to the hospital with some bad kidney issues. She is currently in CCU in the heart unit. She has been very sick lately, and was taken by ambulance. A  little over two years ago she was in CCU and did almost die. She was on the ventilator for THREE WEEKS and all the doctors said she wouldn't make it. With tons of people and churches praying for so long, she started recovering and got off the ventilator, and went into rehab. (Doesn't this all sound familiar?) Her ureters [For the non-medical people, those are the tubes that connect your kidney to your urinary bladder] were blocked and there is bleeding and bad infection built up, so they put a stint in (they also did this two years ago to her heart) to try and keep it unblocked. 
I just found this so ironic that she was having the same issues as mom with kidneys, with such proximity of time. Of course, my mom had a meltdown last night. Honestly, that's all she needs right now. I tried telling her this morning everything would be fine and she teared up, and said "Pray." I still pray for Mom, but now we need to be praying for Grandma Marion Sawvelle as well. I will put more news up as I find things out. 
In times of bitterness and sorrow, try and remain optimistic and sweet. Life is short, so enjoy it.
Joseph