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Just a little tired

I'm just a little tired today. Mom spent most of last week in the hospital. Same thing she's been battling, a nasty UTI. This hospital is a little larger, a little impersonal [which sucks] but the doctors seem to think of things that the others didn't. Like to test her to see if her bladder is backwashing urine into her kidneys. Not sure when she'll actually have the test, because it has to be outpaitent for some reason. So she got out Saturday, and brother Cliff came down Sunday and picked her up and took her away for a week. Maybe this week I'll actually get some sleep...even though I have to stay here and dog sit.

It snowed and snowed some more here. I was out taking pictures in the dark seeing if I couldn't capture the heavy laden tree limbs on my new cellphone. It's always a little disconcerting to walk the dogs in a snow storm and see the limbs of a tree drooping down on your car. I didn't think to get a pick of that...I just walked over and shook the snow off of the ones on the car. And I was doing that again this morning as I was walking the dogs, but on a different tree. Little Bear wandered a little too close and got beaned with some snow...but she didn't seem to mind.

I didn't get out last night to go see Kirk, because it was snowing. Maybe that was ok though, because he didn't answer his phone when I tried calling. Maybe some other time. When it's not snowing!

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Jean-Luc Picard said…
The larger the hospital, the more impersonal it will seem.

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