Each day gives you something new.
Was working out this morning when Patrick called to say mom’s in the hospital. Respiratory issues. They don’t think Covid, but no one knows for sure. Congestive heart failure might be just as likely. Hospital down there is overrun, so will just have to wait and see what the diagnosis is.
Put away the Frontgate garland, then drove to King Soopers to pick up some groceries. Prescriptions, too. Ran out of Symbicort and didn’t even know it. Strange, strange weekend.
Dipped back into the new novel. Found it wasn’t as sucky as I imagined. Need to bear down on it the next few weeks, see what I can make of it.
Would’ve liked to hear from the boys this weekend. Maybe tomorrow. Have a PT session early, 9:30. Looking forward to it. Looking forward to it a lot.
Just back from a walk around the neighborhood. Pretty night.