Sigh, I was about to write that my mom was home now, but the joy has just been overshadowed by waking up at 5 AM by rustling noises and finding my mother sitting on the floor after falling and she couldn't get up at all, and had been trying to for a while. She tried to right away clean up the mess she'd made in the fall, despite me having to hold her to make sure she didn't fall again, and after a long while she finally sat down, I called my brother, and then she got up and fell again! And of course she says she's fine. My nerves are shot right now. And she says she's fine, she don't want to go to a nursing home and sit with other old folks, but after just 5 minutes I'm totally exhuasted from holding her despite having slept for 10 hours straight! I'm waiting for my brother to come over now, he should be here in a few minutes.
Frank