Well, well...let's see. I told my out-of-town sister and brother to NOT come to town. Then I went to see my 94-year-old mom at the local nursing home, which was VERY busy with visiting families. I had a wonderful, yummy lunch there, but, because of having to bloody scream every word (most residents are hard of hearing), I left with a sore throat as usual. The nursing home director snubbed me blatantly -- details boring. So I came home, cried myself to sleep, then stumbled to bed. I expect Christmas day to be a repeat. I LOVE January, when this is all over. Holidays are almost unbearable.

My pdoc asked me about my T'giving & Christmas plans earlier this week. I told him that he needn't bother asking, that it was WAY too complicated. He looked dismayed.