Weekend over, all the extra family members gone.
Glad they came. Also glad they went away. Constant company
is hard on my parents. But I fully understand their desire to see
dad right now.
Tomorrow morning (9:30) we return to the hospital, where the
doctor will attempt to put a stint in so dad can get rid of the bag
thingy he's been wearing and can go to the bathroom more easily.
Not and answer but a stopgap to bring some measure of comfort
the days wind down.
So tomorrow starts another week.
And now....10 o'cock at night, one of my renters called to tell me her
electric is off in her kitchen. Been off all day. Silly woman. This afternoon
I might of had a chance to look at it. Stores were open, even. Now what
am I supposed to do? Told her to hang tight until I get a free chance to
look at it Monday evening or maybe Tuesday. Some people...