But I'm not feeling very fluttery today. Last night we received a call that Dr. M's mom had taken a turn for the worse.
It was POURING during part of our drive home on Monday
His father suspects a mini-stroke. As of last night she had lost the use of her hands and wasn't able to see.
Heading toward rain
A friend was visiting her and suspected that Frances couldn't see. She asked her what color blouse she was wearing. Frances said green. It wasn't green. The friend started crying.
And we all feel like crying, but we also know that with Frances, things change. Last November we thought it was only a matter of time before we lost her. A couple of days later she was up drinking coffee.
So we'll hope. And pray. It's really all we can do right now.