Dance down the yellow brick road.

Oct 18, 2008 18:57

Just got an email from my granddad. The facility where Mom is being housed needs information about her last stay in psychiatric care--which I don't have. And neither does Dad.

Minor problem.

There are two things I know:

- She was committed in the Fall/Winter of 2000.
- I'm pretty sure the facility was either in Bath or Bristol. Somewhere within an hour's drive of where we lived.

I suspect a large chunk of my day tomorrow is going to be spent on the phone. Still, at least I'll be able to find out a bit more of what the hell happened.

, mother issues

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