looking up . . .
Job is going well. I usually get enough sleep, fortunately I get along with fewer hours then most.
The family visit, (job related for them), also went well. (The poor things were very rushed, and seem to be on a very wild roller-coaster ride in life right now.) A bit dis-jointed, but we were able to celebrate Mom's Birthday together.
. . . and of course the first night after they leave . . .
911 gets called.
I have really GOT to get another number for the local dispatch, so I can do the call, (where ever I am), for Mom . . . if Dad is unable to use the phone. I figure, she can call my cell, I can decipher what is wrong, and do the call. (At home everyone, except the police, are volunteer, so if you call the regular # for the police . . . that's dispatch. Yes, home is a very small town.)
Oh, yeah, Dad went to shave at midnight, (thank goodness he uses electric, like a good diabetic), blood sugar BOTTOMED-OUT, walker went one way and he went another. Mom heard him, brought him a phone and much candy. The Medics picked him up, checked his sugar, (still extremely low), and dressed a dime sized skin tear on his hand. Thanks guys.