Rollercoaster day

My mother is home again, safe and sound.
She has been given a new regimen of meds which should keep her going for now. She also needs to check with her cardiologist and her doctor more frequently.
She now gets 6 hours worth of "help", so she won't have to do any cleaning, laundry, vacuum, shopping.
She sounded glad to be home again, and worried about my father, who seems to have lost weight during this weeks shuffling back and forth to the hospital every day and not getting enough to eat.
(My personal opinion on that, he probably raided all the cookie jars and refrigerator things he's not supposed to eat, hey...who cares at this point, let the man live a little and enjoy his sweets)

I have a feeling that the next step will be assisted/senior living. My sister is all for that and is actively getting them on the list at a brand new complex near her house. It would be an ideal solution. My parents could start out in an independent type apartment, then move up to assisted living when they become less able, or when one of them dies. Then when it comes time for hospice or nursing home, it's all under one roof.

So for now we can sit back and take a deep breath in that matter.

Of course never a dull moment here. Bugs has been getting increasingly stressed the last few weeks about work.
Yesterday we got this hysterical phonecall from her. I urged her to come home for a bit so she could calm down and we could talk.
Her boss did another screaming/cussing out number on her. It was the proverbial last drop. She didn't want to go back to work. She was at her wits end.

So after we calmed her down and talked with her, she decided to go tell him to f"ck himself and quit right there on the spot. She was scared to death to do it. Especially with no new job lined up. But...she paid July's rent and was caught up with her utilities, which gives her a few weeks. Child care is paid up for another week. But she had to cancel it after that, not knowing what is going to happen.

We urged her to take the weekend to relax and get her thoughts together. Monday she can go pound the pavement for another job, perhaps for now just a wait job, or a job at Target or a super market. Anything to hold her over.

PH was planning on taking Sunday and Monday to make a trip up to Tennessee to see what's going on there. He was having a friend going to drive him around. Of course with Bugs gone at the one restaurant, the asshole boss might order PH to fill in on Sunday for her. I hope he'll say no, he has plans....but that's his choice.
The idea of them moving in together seems to have started a dialog with his mom, albeit quietly. But at least they are talking about it.
But it's clear that something needs to happen. Either they get a house together; move to Tennessee; whatever, life as it is seems no longer viable. He is unhappy with his job as well, (same asshole boss)

For some reason I am not overly worried right now. Having been in her position many many times in my life, and knowing that something will always pop up and things will always work out.

One day at a time.....

For us it means, no babysitting this weekend. Now that's a unicum!
:>)

As for celebrities dying this week. I mourn for Ed, I mourn for Farrah, especially after watching her last documentary. For some reason I have absolutely no feeling for the passing of Michael Jackson.

Maybe it's the antidepressants...

SGMKJ!