I went through a spell of crying for 3-4 days. I wasn’t depressed - I was just temporarily defeated in fighting this illness. I started taking baby steps and celebrating each tiny bit of progress and I’m coming out of it.

I was awakened last night at 2:00 am to find mom in the backyard with a flashlight and no pants on looking for her cell phone. I was quite concerned. I will have to make sure to set the alarm each and every night so I’ll be notified if the door opens. She could have easily tumbled down the stairs. She caught two pans on fire in the kitchen by walking off and forgetting them. Have asked her not to turn stove on. Not sure what to do about that particular issue.

Doing okay today. Just catching up on things.

I hope everyone has a peaceful day.