I just had a most flattering and uplifting conversation with the project manager at work. I'm kind of having a Sally Fields moment here.
Mom's card from Humana (her new drug insurance) finally came. Trey snagged it up, ran it up to Mindy the pharmacy lady (when you live in Assisted Living, your drug pusher is named Mindy... And I'm guessing she has zero tats), and the card is now safely in Mom's wallet.
Trey also reports that Mom got actually dressed today - out of her nightgown and robe and is cracking wize about my sister's upcoming visit. Those sound like key indicators of better health to me!
I've been kind of futzing around here and there today. Not really accomplishing much of anything and not feeling at all guilty about it.
Some days are just like that and I'm ok with about it.

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Date: 2006-01-06 11:25 pm (UTC)