Nothing Conclusive
Today I brought my Mom back from her weekend stay at the hospital. No findings. Her Chipotle syndrome stopped all by itself. (It cracks me up just how appropriate this inappropriate LJ icon is for this post) She's feeling right as rain. She was a still a little bristly after last night's frustrating discussion about signing papers to assign me as her health care proxy. She thinks I'm conspiring against her so I can have medical procedures done to her against her protests or put her away in a home or worse. So, very little authentic gratitude there. Explanation: English is not my Mom's native language. She has a very unsophisticated grasp of English. It's worse if the language is technical or legal and her skills are diminishing with advancing age. I do hope y'all have a much better year in 2010. If not, then we might as well bring on the zombies.
zombie roaches
zombie roaches