What am I doing? Working. That's what I do. The kids are still out of school for the holidays, but I've been back at work since the day after Christmas. I think I'm almost done for the day. I just whipped up some yummy gluten free chili and out of necessity tonight, I'm staying in and nesting or something. Yesterday, my vehicle had a weird little episode that's going to cost us a couple of hundred dollars at least and is requiring me to stay home tonight. Technically, I guess maybe I could take my husband's car, but I'm okay with staying here. We were gone almost all day yesterday to a family party and as usual, I came home exhausted. Why do those kind of things make a person so tired? It's worse than work, worse than volunteering at the hospital, worse than housecleaning, the kind of tired I get from a family party. I need to start working out and maybe imbibe some red bull or something. Maybe Xanax. :-) (kidding!).
As to my friends I posted about yesterday, the one friend's mom did die, as expected. She was 88 and she was ready and it was peaceful. She lived on her own, at home, until a week ago and was happy and productive. You can't beat that really, as a way to go. I hope her family has peace with her passing. One of her daughters was a late in life baby and is in her 40s, so it might be hardest for her. I don't know.
My other friend's husband is now at a bigger more sophisticated ICU in the city, but he's doing a little bit better, moving his hands and wiggling his toes a little bit on request. He's still on a ventilator and they still have a very hard row to hoe as they say here in Kentucky, but it sounds hopeful. I hope so for his wife's sake and for their kid's sake.