I called the hospital, and they said my mom was "stable," so I'm o.k. with that. I also talked with my grandmother, who seems to have gone back into denial stage. I didn't push it. I just let my grandmother talk, and said, "uh huh" and "I don't know." I am really working on acceptance.
If I think about it honestly, my mom has been heading this direction for many years (more than I've been alive). She has been in jail, the psych hospital, etc., and is not getting any better. She has severe mental illness along with the drug addiction. I remember times when she was better--when she had periods where she seemed more lucid. I hope that she will choose to get help during this hospitalization. I realize that it is entirely her decision.