Thanks Travelinglady and Fresia. Dad finally called this morning - he didn't have his phone with him, and he and my sister returned late. They're going again to visit this morning. I so wish I could go and be there. Even my aunt from Ohio was there yesterday. And dad didn't have the best news. The doctor didn't have much to work with in her leg but tried his best. If what he did doesn't hold up, mom could lose her leg. The only other option. I could tell dad was upset when he told me. I just hate being here alone all day when I feel I should be there. The hospital is an hour and a half away, though, and I can't drive there myself. Plus have a 10-year-old in school. Dad did give me her room phone number, and hopefully my husband can take me tomorrow. She'll be there 4 - 6 days so may have to just do a lot of calling. On top of it, yes, missing my Sassafras terribly. Been crying off and on. I know his last days were so miserable. I keep seeing his underbite that made him look as if he was smiling and just seeing him in better, happier times in my head. My husband almost let out our new cat this morning as he was leaving, too. Total panic moment. So the day hasn't been off to the best of starts...