So mom is still in the hospital. All the trips up there have worn me down to that tired place. Some days they talk release and others they don’t. I’ll have to see it to believe it.
You’d think I would get a lot of hand-work done sitting at the hospital, but most days I’m there during meals and I help mom eat. Sometimes the nurses kick me out of the room so they can do their thing. Once I caught the doctor. Other times I get mom lotion or blankets or whatever else she needs. I haven’t stitched a thing during any of the visits.
The last thing I need is a new project. Only one week left in February to finish my Lovely Year of Finishes item. This may be one of those months where life got in the way.