At a loss

I have had one hell of a week. I don't even know where to begin. I could discuss the horrible customer service of United Airlines, but I'm at my destination now and that doesn't seem to matter to me anymore. I could discuss my absent mindedness and my inability to concentrate on anything of real substance. Or I could talk about how infuriated I am at my mom right now, who for the most part is a vegetable in a bed now, except for a few moments where the woman seems to come out of it.

Things aren't good. I don't see much improvement and from my understanding through the grapevine since I was in class when it happened, she has been turned down by one rehab center already because of her showing a lack of desire to get better. My dad hasn't told me of this yet. Honestly, I don't expect him too because I think he blames me because I told them about her 5 year long depression.

I have great and wonderful friends who have been amazingly supportive through this. I have sat here and gone through my contacts list on my phone several times thinking I need to talk to someone about this, a list that includes Ryan who left me a voice mail just a few hours ago. I don't know who to call. I don't know what I would say. I'm just at a loss for words at this point. I'm angry and frustrated and there is no one I wish to yell at and no way I know of to get this off my chest. So what does one do?

They are going to put her in a nursing home and she will rot for how ever many years she lives if she doesn't show a desire to get well. The only thing this will accomplish is to weaken my dad and his spirits. How do you be supportive through this? How do you allow him to make decisions that will do harm to him?

I don't know what to do anymore. I'm just at a loss.