I guess I'm doing this Journal so I can get some stuff "off my chest" as they put it. My mother was in the hospital from 5/30 to 6/5. She is hard of hearing, so she emails me, either my phone or computer, if she needs anything or has a problem. Friday, 5/30 I got an email on phone telling me she was gonna call 911, she knew I was suppose to work that day, but, I took off work and took her into emergency. She had terrible, terrible stomach pain.. To make a long story short, they said her diverticulitis (diverticulosis) I get the 2 mixed up, I know one leads to another, is worse. She must have an operation to remove the bad part of the intestine. So, now she has to go in for a stress test on 6/23 to make sure she can have the operation. It's gonna be a long, long summer. I feel everything I was going to try and accomplish is going down the tubes now.
Should go to church today, but going to moms instead and spending time with her and feeding the catfish, doing dishes, cleaning for mom. My house will have to wait. At least the fuzzies (ferrets) are well taken care of, they don't mind the mess. Guess, this is what ya put up with when you live alone, to save your sanity
Well, time to empty litter boxes and clean (12 of them) before I head to my moms.