I left for my folks’ house at ten a.m. today. I was supposed to pick my mom up for lunch at 11:30, but she wasn’t feeling well so I went and got her some books at the bookstore instead.
Then I went to get my dad from rehab.
He wanted to go to Sonic so that’s what we did.
Then we went to their house. Mom wanted two PBJs on white bread so I made them for her. She also drank two glasses of milk.
Dad went to sleep after watching television for a while. Mom kept reading but then when I took a nap, she went to sleep too.
I woke up when S kept calling on the phone to talk to the family and Dad answered because she woke him up.
I made cookies for Dad.
Dad got up at 5. I made him a ham and cheese sandwich. He ate about ten cookies today and had a large banana milk shake. He’s getting a pot that’s hard as a rock because he is eating so much sweet stuff. It’s hard not to encourage him, though, because he is feeling so lousy otherwise.
He insisted I come home and since I forgot the books and my dress shoes for Sunday, I came home at 8:30 tonight.
I’ll be going back tomorrow. I’m going to be working on finishing up my conference paper, which for some reason I thought was a lot more done than it is. Significantly more done.
But it’s seven pages and I have 45 or so of notes, so I’m trimming and organizing rather than creating.
I’m leaving for the conference on Thursday, so I need to get this done.
I finished the second ch. of the book. Now I need to read the play for the next chapter. I will probably do that over the weekend too.
I also need to revise the creative nonfiction piece on growing up in Charlotte. I think I know where I am going with that.
I’ll take Dad to church on Sunday, but probably not Mom because she’s in such bad shape from the chemo.
And I may not come home till Monday, which is when Jeanna gets back into town.