E.R.

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I just spent my third Sunday night THIS MONTH in an emergency room. I’ve not been the patient on any of those occasions –various family members have- but it’s getting old.

We had to take my mother in last night. She has taken a dramatic turn for the worse after cheating stage 4 breast cancer more than two years ago by “getting better” at a time doctors were giving her only a few weeks to live. She had returned to living a largely normal life until just a few weeks ago when things started going wrong again.

By the way, you may not think you know my mother but if you’ve ever laughed at any of the goofiness on this blog you can thank my mother who raised her kids to laugh at life and to spare no pun.

Anyway, I’m a bit tired today and blogging may be lighter than normal. Or not.