I went to visit my mom today and take care of some legal stuff. When I got to the hospital I was told, "The doctor was just in. She's all ready to go."
"Go? Today? With me?" I thought
"OK," said I.
So, as of 5:30 tonight, my mom is residing in the best rehab place I could find in Lincoln, Illinois. My girls got there just as we arrived, so the blow was softened by a bevy of fuzzy pink hugs and kisses. Mom seemed pretty OK with it. We'll see how she's doing tomorrow.
Me - I'm toast. Toasted matzo, even.
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