This week could not have only been 7 days long. It felt like forty. Two ER visits, scrambling to line up care, administrative bullshit. (Don't fall at 88, people. Just don't.) (He's ok, but he has a hairline fracture in his wrist and a concussion.) Plus getting just ridiculously behind at work as a result, with attendant scatterbrainedness
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Soothing tv sounds just the ticket.
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I love soothing tv, except for getting so behind on the stuff that everyone is squeeing about!
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Oof, sorry to hear about your dad. Falling is never good, but I'm glad it wasn't worse.
Re: the Atlantic article, it's messing with my mental well-being that the only reason my family hasn't hit a wall is that me not having a job right now means I can fill in all the gaps created by my fathers condition between what the system deigns to provide and what my parents' resources can make happen.
And GBBO cures (or at least helps me not be constantly stressing about) many things. If you haven't seen the four Sport Relief episodes that just finished airing, I can point you at those if you want.
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In the last 3 weeks, my Mom has had knee replacement surgery, twice. Twice, because she had it, was recovering and starting PT and all... and she tried to do a bit too much too soon, fell, reopened the wound, and tore the quad tendon. Back into surgery she went. Now she must keep the knee immobilized for 4 weeks. She is not happy.
I know very very well that I am extraordinarily lucky that I have a very competent older brother who is both willing and able to take over handling most of the stuff associated with my Mom. (And that the only problem with him is that he is perhaps a bit less patient and empathetic with her than I might wish... even though I also reach limits of my patience with her, so I can't really blame him.) I honestly don't know what I'd be doing, if that wasn't the case, because I have enough anxiety and guilt about it all as it is.
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