Trying to be the good son . . .

Spent a fair amount of time in the hospital over the weekend, with my mother. Those of you who have been through this with an elderly parent know the drill: weakness, weight loss, falls, aches and pains, atrial fibrillation, coumadin, bruising, etc., etc. Add in low platelets and depression, and you've got a wintry mix. We're looking for Assisted Living and/or Extended Care Nursing Home. It's really for the best. And even she agrees now. I guess the upside is one gets to see almost the whole family together in one place. For instance: a very fun lunch break with several sisters, turned family conference at Panera. And our Mom can still crack a good joke now and then: she had the Nurses Aid in stitches over something that ended "I said VIP, not VIB."