Now: Another Hospital?

Now: Another Hospital? One of the nurses called me about my mother. She is still refusing to take her medication. She's also not eating enough, and not drinking enough fluids. Now, they are talking about sending her to a psychiatric hospital. Having spent a lot of time working in psychiatric hospitals, and knowing my mother, I find it very difficult to believe that there is anything good that might come of such a plan; but, I can't really know. I simply cannot know what a good plan might actually be, or if there could be any plan that might be called "good," in this situation. I have a terrible urge to just bring her home to my house, and I do know that that would be disastrous. Helplessness, sorrow.

Here's a picture of my mother, probably taken in the 1940's. Her name is Dorothy.