May. 3rd, 2020

I actually got to talk to my mom! She's home for a day in the middle of her friend's stay in the care home kind of place. It's because her friend is having a planned overnight stay in the hospital, but it still seems really stressful. My mom is worried about how her friend is doing but I don't have any idea of how to expect someone is doing after bone marrow transfusion. And neither does my mom, but that never stops her from being pessimistic.

She's also really struggling with all the work expected of her: 24/7 care for her friend, grocery shopping, cooking meals, having to clean and sterilize everything all the time, and then the added covid precautions and restrictions. She hasn't been sleeping much and she looked like it, poor thing.

But my parents were sitting outside on the patio with a beer each and they seemed pretty happy and the normality of the scene was really good for me. I'll still have to talk to only my dad next weekend, but I'm feeling a lot better for having been able to do this. I was just thinking this afternoon, as I was trying to nap, about how restless it made me feel to not be able to talk to my mom when I know she's having such a tough time. I'm still surprised how much more settled it made me feel.

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