Sunday
My Italian teacher had to cancel. Oh well. So I went to see Mom. She slept most of the afternoon, which is good because she didn't sleep well last night. Some nurse was having her save her poop though, and the room reeked. I finally got someone to get a nurse to deal with it.
Then I had dinner with Mom's "friends" Ken and Deanna. They said that they didn't want to be the primary point of contact when Mom comes home. I was surprised that Ken was the most vocal about that. They also think that medical people will see the house and whisk Mom off to a nursing home because she can't take care of herself. I talked to Mom's friend Kate, and she suggested putting stuff in bins.
I'm tired. I put in an order for cleaning supplies from Meijer, but forgot to finalize it, so now it's coming tomorrow. At least then I can put my clothes in the dryer and go to sleep and get up early to study.