So she's back in the hospital, this time staying there until further notice. Laurie drove her to the hospital while I took dad home and stayed with him until my brother got off from work. (My dear old dad has lost quite a bit of short-term memory and really shouldn't be left home alone all day. His charm and wit are still there, but his situational awareness and ability to stay focused on anything for more than a few seconds are very low.)
Tomorrow morning, sister takes over dad-watching duties, with a bit of assistance from us in the morning with dad's morning insulin. Where it will go from there, we don't know yet, we're playing it all by ear.
Laurie finds it highly amusing that everyone we meet at these various hospitals keeps asking if she's okay or if she needs to lie down. The answer of course is, no she's not okay, but there's nobody but us to do this at the moment.
I did steal about half an hour of nap on an unoccupied bed at Kaiser Permanente myself while waiting for paperwork. Frankly, I got no business being out of bed either. But it's only 11 more days 'til my annual physical now, hopefully I can hold up until then.
 Art? Art ... yeah, I remember I used to do that once. Looooong ago. Sigh.