Weekend - not much different than weekday

Work, walk, church, rehab center - the work is the only one that is in sequence. Don't know how the others will fall in place. I cancelled out on canvassing today, counting money at church tomorrow. The good news is I got home in time last night to watch some of my news shows (I did not need to watch the news to see what is going on, I got another account statement yesterday...) and get the house cleaned. I will take my wash with me in the car and try to get it done between now and end of the weekend at the parents' house.

My spirits got lifted yesterday by hearing from my friend is in the Peace Corps in Benin. I told her that her life makes a lot more sense than people back home. When life is based on making sure one has life's necessities and not on watching Wall Street - lots less silly than we have made life in the US. I hope this turmoil makes us a better country and better people, but I don't know if it is possible.

I will come face to face this weekend with my lack of ability/agility as a daughter and mother...yesterday was problematic. I got a call not on my cellphone but my desk phone at work. All I heard was "we can't find the other sister" by the person on the other end. It was the rehab center saying they were thinking of sending mother back to the emergency room. Father was between the pool and his swimming and the house, sister #3 was between the house and the rehab center, and I was at work. Mother - from behind her oxygen mask which they put on her when she could not get her breath - said call the house, the pool, then she said call The Ethel Walker School! She needed someone there that would back her request NOT to go back to the hospital. But while they were on the phone with me, "the other sister" walked in and she took over. But the real lesson of the day was IF one of the sisters or my father had not shown up - she would have been back in the emergency room. So much for the request of the patient. The rehab now has my cellphone and sister #3's cellphone. Sister #3 also set it up with the staff - and told mother - that when she feels that anxiety coming on to ask for a certain medicine. Mother wrote it down on her pad at her desk. I really do not look forward to sister #3 going back to NYC this weekend.

With my job, I have some flexibility, but not for this Monday and the Open House. I will do what I have to after that, but I have to do that. After the Open House and the Trustees leave this weekend, I need to talk to the AHOS to see if he can see a different shape my job could take. I have some ideas, but I have to make some notes this weekend.

Yesterday, I left work around 3:30 p.m. and headed to rehab. Niece #2 arrived in the afternoon and handled the "meals and Starbuck on wheels" needs of sister #3. I then walked to Blue Back to pick up a menu from another restaurant to replace Panera as our "go to" place. Then I had to pick up some laundry at my parents' house (my father told the rehab place he would handle the laundry) so I walked there and back. So at least I got to enjoy the incredible weather.

By Sunday all family members should be in town. Yikes. Keep a good thought for me. The good news is I have all the windows open and the leaves are beautiful.