My dad is on hospice now, but not my mom, who I secretly think ought to be. But no one has recommended it or said she has a limited lifespan, so I cannot ask for it. Now she has gotten up to use the commode in the night and fallen, and her knee is now swollen. She cannot walk at all.
Today was to be a busy day of grading those awful drafts, doing samples for class, taking the cat (at last) for his shots, if I could catch him, and going to work at 2. In the evening, I am supposed to go to Torah class. I didn't make the last Torah class because of my dad's medical emergency. I wasn't even going to yoga today so I could get all the other stuff done. Sigh.