I haven't posted in a while. My mom had a heart attack, and I've been visiting her at the hospital a lot. She's improved by leaps and bounds. She started out clammy, tired, unable to get in enough oxygen, she had horribly low blood pressure, she couldn't concentrate, and she would scarcely eat. A week later her blood pressure is normal, she is breathing almost normally, she can watch television, stay awake talking, keep warm, and she's eating almost all her food. It's a relief. Her friends are great, sending cards and flowers, and offering to take care of my father and I along with my mother. Dad is leery of accepting food from anyone, many of my Mom's friends eat odd and slightly eldritch food, and he's not that eager to jump onto the health food train. "When your mother comes home. Do you want a Pepsi? I'm having a beer."
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