Ho-hum, ho-hum - TORNADO!
It's been pretty quiet and perhaps even boring around here lately. I continue to take Mom to her weekly wound-care appointments. Her toes are healing up nicely. Her shin hurts and she wants a big puffy bandaid on it all the time. It doesn't hurt anything, so like a toddler asking for a dinosaur bandaid, Mom gets her puffy bandage changed once a week. She has dubbed her wound care doctor "Doctor Sweetie Pie", which tickles him no end. She can't remember his real name, so Sweetie Pie it is. The home put on a Mother's Day luncheon that was pretty spiffy. Dad and I came and lunched with her. Nothing too fancy (but the appetizer was amazing). I cut up Mom's chicken and salmon for her and she ate almost everything except the asparagus, which Dad helped with. I did not go visit her on Mother's Day. I figured that after all the brother visits, she'd be exhausted. John and Mary went and facilitated video calls with A...