Awake, again.

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Late awake, if late down too.  It was well after six, nearly o' seven hundred?  Between those, when I went down.  It's almost fifteen hundred.  Cats fed, litter cleared.  A shower shortly.  Phone on, and checked.  Nothing new.  I need feed before doing chores.  So... I best hop in the shower and get going.

Mother called last night.  She was sounding coherent.  They had shocked her heart.  It took three times, she said.  But, finally, her electrical is back in trim.  She is still in the hospital, but is, again, looking to go to the nursing facility... short term.  Then, after recovering, to go home.

After speaking with my brother, and mother, I am planning on returning when she is out.  I want to be there the day, or even the day before if I have enough lead in information.  I can help, as I told her and him, but can't do it all.  She will have to be able to help herself, to a degree, even initially.  Then, over time, if she can take over, I will let her as I prepare to depart.  If she can't do it, we will have to make plans to put her in the nursing home permanently.

I have two weeks, if I push things a month.  That's it.  It's a sink or swim thing.  Technically, I may actually belong in a nursing home.  But no one will go that way, and I will take a long walk before I go that way.  I have a few more options than she does, for the moment.  Though I hope to get her set up there at her home.  We will see.

Laundry was reset and finished, save the towels.  I will use the towed again today, so twice? three times?  It'll live.  But after, it will go into the wash with the other and hand towel.  It won't go out on the line.  The smoky haze is thick out there.  While I can't smell it anymore, I am sure, in time, it will smell like it was smoked.  So... I'll not air dry things until the air clears.

Ugh.  It's been difficult to wake this morning.  So tired.  And, yet, wanting to wake and get going.  Things to do.  Critters to feed.  Places to visit.  On to brushing my teeth and showering.  Then drying just a bit, I hate suiting up wet.  Towel drying doesn't quite cut it.  Later.