Mom was worried that she would not be out of the hospital in time to attend Dad's memorial, which is scheduled for Sunday, Jan. 25th. I told her to just think about getting better. She is also concerned that she won't have time to get her hair done. A girl has to have her priorities.
But the doctor said she will probably be out by the end of the week. We're hoping for the best.
It has surely been a strange, and stressful ride these past several weeks. I know stress is just part of life, but high doses can be toxic.
I am looking forward to the memorial, to seeing friends and family, and hoping for at least a little bit of closure about Dad. I don't feel like I've had time to really feel what I should be feeling. I want to take some time to reflect, and just "be". It hasn't been easy to do that. I guess it will come with time.
And then I have to look for a job.