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I am having trouble. Mother is having trouble. Exhaustion weighs on both of us. Mom keeps trying to push through. I want to help, but have hit a wall of sorts, hit it hard. Plus, I have so many things I need to do, new and old. Keeping on top of just my stuff is terribly problematic. Add in her wants and needs and life gets really rough quickly.
She has various therapists visiting. As well as medical appointments. Though, too, wants to work with Jasmine, has a couple half bushels of two types of tomatoes to make into salsa, and is trying to catch up on the house, and keep up. However, also while very degraded from the hospitallizarion.
