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Off to visit my mom for a couple days. She's at the hospital until about 2. They're taking taking the tube out of Perry's throat today in an effort to try and bring him out of his coma. I'm afraid my mother has a false sense of hope because she sounded too "up" yesterday. But who am I to say that. Also, I'm suspicious that doctors may be trying to milk the situation, keeping him on life support just to make $$$, or worse, that she'll be stuck in an agonizing limbo, taking care of him for the next 6 months. Was also feeling a little guilty that I can only make it up there for a couple days right now. I feel like I should be up there for a week, but I cant' afford it. It was getting to me that my mother has no one else and that I'm looking at the this open-ended scenario of feeling responsible for her her happiness in a way that I can't entirely get my arms around. I was afraid of this when she moved to Reno. Bingo cards don't make great company. Will probably head out there again next week on my day off. Back tomorrow night.