Sunday night (Easter), Mom fell on my doorstep and broke her left ankle. We spent hours in the emergency room before they finally admitted her. I spent most of Monday trying to find a place where she could get appropriate care. Finally, Tuesday night, Jen and I drove her to Port Orange, to Horizons where we met Dic.

It’s a little after midnight Thursday and I’m still exhausted. But I love Mom.

I think one of the long bones in my right foot is broken. Happened before I had insurance.

I had a fairly good talk with David Wednesday night.

Missed writer’s group 3 weeks in a row. Need to connect with one of them, maybe this weekend.

Jen’s in Tampa, on and off until Thursday. As always, she’s incredible — she was a great support with Mom.
Kathleen A. Gagne