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Old Age Would Bite...If It Had Any Teeth
As my late great Aunt Dolores used to say about old age, "There's nothing golden about these years. They're rusted clean through."
In more ways than one. I feel like Lady Macbeth again. I can't get the smell of blood off my hands, and I didn't even have the pleasure of killing anyone first.
Spent most of the day in the ER. Mom suffered another would-be killer nosebleed. It's been a hell of a month for her. Won't bore you with the details, but she's taken a sudden turn for the worse. It's gotten so bad, even my stubborn little Iron Chipmunk concedes she needs help with just about everything. So, sometime between now and August 29, I need to set up 24/7 care.
In the meantime, thanks to my darling spouse person (who delivered a cable modem and pizza to Mom's apartment this evening) I'll be posting from my mom's instead of my usual stand. Now if I can only figure out how to get the cat here without freaking him out. Greg's a lot more flexible that way. *g*
Cheers,
In more ways than one. I feel like Lady Macbeth again. I can't get the smell of blood off my hands, and I didn't even have the pleasure of killing anyone first.
Spent most of the day in the ER. Mom suffered another would-be killer nosebleed. It's been a hell of a month for her. Won't bore you with the details, but she's taken a sudden turn for the worse. It's gotten so bad, even my stubborn little Iron Chipmunk concedes she needs help with just about everything. So, sometime between now and August 29, I need to set up 24/7 care.
In the meantime, thanks to my darling spouse person (who delivered a cable modem and pizza to Mom's apartment this evening) I'll be posting from my mom's instead of my usual stand. Now if I can only figure out how to get the cat here without freaking him out. Greg's a lot more flexible that way. *g*
Cheers,
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