This is another of "those" days, I'm afraid.
Up early, had some coffee and learned that my cousin Debra, daughter of my recently deceased aunt, had to call an ambulance for her husband Saturday evening. The hospital has admitted him. Poor Rob has many problems, not the least of which has been a bout of bladder cancer. Today, however, they are assessing his liver functions.
He has been, to my mind, an "energizer bunny". I learn of all his ailments and hospital visits and radiation, etc., but every time I see him, he is on his feet and pleasant and non-complaining.
There was absolutely nothing for me to do except pray a little and offer to help when they need me.
And, of course, I fretted over it all day.
Getting older is a very mixed blessing. And the older I get, the harder it is to see the blessings for what they are because of the people you lose.
Sigh.
Morbidity finished.