Saturday night: We left Thursday morning for Macon so I could give my brothers & sisters-in-law a much deserved break from taking care of my mom while she's hospitalized. I asked David to go with me this trip because, honestly, the last time I went alone was just agonizingly emotional for me. It seems I can assist with the birth of my stillborn granddaughter, keep a hospice vigil with my mother-in-law and about a dozen other really tough situations and keep it all together. But, I lose it when it comes to my mom. I mean if I'm not careful, I find myself in great sobs with tears flowing. David said he knew it would be this way for me because "you love your mother fiercely."


I called her today to see how she was doing. She had visitors there so we didn't talk long, but she said she was "okay" considering she didn't get much rest last night. It seems that if no one is there pitching a fit with the night duty nurse and aides her care isn't as good. (note: I was both sweet and polite for 2 hours to the night duty nurse trying to get my mother her pain medicine before I stood in the hospital hall and pitched a fit.)

I'm so tired that I'm restless. Does that make sense? I can't seem to sit still for any length of time and yet just plain need to rest. So, I decided to lay back and watch the video Great Women Artists: Frida Kahlo. She was just an amazing artist. I own five or six books about her and yet this video showed works I'd never seen. It also gave a more indepth look at what critics had to say about individual pieces. I would so love to see some of her art in person.