A Beautiful and Weird Day

It's been a beautiful day and got alot done. Had a nice walk through the park this morning. Then I received a phone call from the visiting nurse that mom was not answering her door. The nurse was concerned enough to call 911 and the paramedics showed up and got the door open by cutting the chain lock and mom was sound asleep in bed. She woke up with several paramedic guys in her bedroom, including the fire chief. "What are you doing in here?!" she exclaimed. It's not every morning you wake up with big, strong paramedic guys in your bedroom.

We are all glad she is ok, and I'll be checking with her doctor tomorrow to see if her meds should be adjusted. It's not like her to sleep that soundly and not hear the phone or someone knocking at the door.

I'll be helping mom again tomorrow, going to Everett to take care of probate stuff. I am hoping to get my letter finished this weekend. Wish me luck!

Looking ahead...

Mom got out of the hospital on January 24th, and the next day we had the memorial for Dad. It was a nice turn out. I feel sort of a sense of relief or closure now. Mom seems depressed. Today I am taking her in for a check up/follow up with her doctor. I will ask about counseling, or perhaps they can suggest a grief support group.

I have lots of tasks on my list: update resume, do homework, clean the house, look in on mom. Defenately a full plate. It is harder to get things done when the structure is not really there. I guess that is why I miss working every day. It provided a sense of accomplishment, even if I didn't really want to do it!

I am determined to make this a good and productive week. And take better care of my back! (physical therapy in Wednesday). Must take care of myself, too.