My name is Tabatha Adams and I am 47 years old. I live in Arizona and have been for a good majority of my life. My mother, Hazel Copeland, age 69, lives in Florida and is severely sick. She is bedridden due to an aorta aneurysm which put her into a coma for about three weeks. When she finally woke up, she had major nerve damage and wasn't able to walk. Three weeks later, she was diagnosed with a blood clot in her heart. She is permanently bedridden for the near future and is being severely neglected by the medical staff that are caring for her. Due to her not being able to support herself or walk, she was put into adult diapers. She has bed sores now due to the neglect of not changing her Depends or watching her regular bowel movements. She has gotten multiple bed sores, the worst one being on her tailbone. It got infected after being left in her waste multiple times for numerous days. She was diagnosed with a stage three pressure sore, but after failing to clean the sore properly, it progressed into a stage four pressure sore, which is the worst it can get. They then scraped her sore until the bone was exposed. The sore is doing better now, but she is still bedridden with numerous other health concerns that the doctors are struggling to diagnose. She cannot support herself physically nor can she take care of herself. She has always been a very stubborn and independent person, that will not ask for help or sympathy. I am her only daughter and after having conversations with her doctor, was told she would have died if she didn't come in at the time she did. She is still in a very critical and crucial condition that requires consistent care. She is at a point that it is not only physical but as much mental too. She is giving up and doesn't want to fight anymore. She is alone and has nothing. I am trying to fly down to Florida and bring her back with me, but I am still trying to figure out if she can medically fly or if I have to drive her from Florida back to my home in Arizona. I have my own family here consisting of my own kids and grandkids. I want to show my mother that there are still plenty of reasons to fight for her life. I’m praying her grandchildren and myself can give her a purpose to thrive and live as long as she can. Being here would be better care for her than in a rehabilitation center. She has family involved with around the clock care. Being here gives her moral support compared to being alone in Florida.