My sister woke me up this morning ("Oh yeah, you're still in California aren't you? Sorry...") to tell me that my mom has been getting worse and not eating all weekend. Apparently my sister took my mother to the emergency room; what the result was either wasn't clear, or I was too fuzzle-headed to follow the details on, but apparently they're not sure if it's the painkillers for the shingles they diagnosed last Wednesday or something else making her unable to eat.
Dude, wtf.
I was planning to call them today anyway, but I don't know how coherent an answer I'll get out of my dad, and my mom is apparently not speaking much. (And yes, those of you who know her know what a big deal it is when my mom isn't speaking.)
Anyway, I'll be back in Virginia tomorrow, and I expect to be doing a lot of unexpected not being at work this coming week. Maybe I should rent something a little easier for my mom and dad to get in and out of than the Camry in case we have to do more toting around.
stressed
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