Quiet day. Wrote, rehabbed, worked out, picked up groceries.
Was talking to the boys when I got a call letting me know Mom was re-admitted to the hospital. Stroke this time, they think.
Had a long talk with Moya. We’ll see.
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Quiet day. Wrote, rehabbed, worked out, picked up groceries.
Was talking to the boys when I got a call letting me know Mom was re-admitted to the hospital. Stroke this time, they think.
Had a long talk with Moya. We’ll see.