Ack

Ack! What a hectic couple of weeks. I think my mom is finally getting better. She's at least eating better, if not sleeping much better. To sum up, since I've been so remiss about blogging: My mom surgery about a month ago and it's been one thing after another. Post-op infection, back to the hospital, where she caught the flu, which turned into pneumonia, that sent her back to the hospital. They aren't entirely suprised because she's 70 and diabetic, but she's had such good health and always taken such good care of herself, that it's been very unexpected.

And I've found to be it more emotionally difficult than I expected.

Somewhere around the pneumonia episode, I realized, on some very deep level, that my mother wasn't going to live forever. I mean, I've know that intellectually for some time now, but intellectual knowledge comes cheap for many life lessons.

I am so looking forward to the weekend. It'll be the first weekend in a month that I'm not either away or entertaining company. My introvert self is screaming for solitude. My practical self is dying to do something about the mess that is our kitchen.

There are a few things on the calendar. Saturday, Jon Erik and I are going to a play at the Willoughby art center, where he has been teaching. I'm actually looking forward to it - I'll get a chance to meet some of the people he's working with there. Sunday AM, he's the guest soloist at a church in Painesville. Luckily, they have a later service, so I'll still get to sleep in.