Yeah, my mom was never able to get my grandmother to move into assisted living, even when my grandfather was in long-term care and there was an assisted living place right on site. Instead, she had to be driven to visit my grandfather every day.

But regardless, Suela, you cannot drive yourself insane by moving in with them.

Well, I'm apparently leaving the office early to go check on them, because they haven't picked up the phone and I've been calling at 20 minute intervals since 2 PM.

My father has a cellphone that he keeps off at all times unless he's calling out. NOT HELPFUL DAD.

I would really like to go home and be useless, but instead I'm going to go get stuck in traffic and worry about them, and when I get there, they'll be fine but just forgot to plug in the phone or something.

On my drive home, I cut through a fairly wealthy/conservative part of town.

Yesterday, there were at least 10 Akin signs up on lawns, and that was down from the day before.

Today, there were none.

Well, I'm apparently leaving the office early to go check on them, because they haven't picked up the phone and I've been calling at 20 minute intervals since 2 PM.

My sister and I wre recently bemoaning the fact that the world does not have a reverse med-alert, where you can get a ping back that everything's okay, just can't hearthe phone over the blasting tv and running tap.

Today, there were none.

Hope starts small.

I just had to troubleshoot my Sodastream. Luckily it wasn't anything I couldn't fix at home, but it still wasn't fun running through the scenarios before I worked out what the problem was.

I don't want problems. Have I somehow been unclear in sending the universe messages? I can't imagine how that didn't get across.

Oh, Jessica.

Don't worry, I'm sure The Newsroom will get to it in a couple of years.

My heart just grew three sizes.

Okay, crisis averted. They weren't answering the phone because they were at the ER. Mom felt a pain in her chest and they spent all day at the hospital. Of course there's nothing wrong, but Dad didn't want to tell us anything until he knew what the doctors said.

Classic.

At least I didn't have to spend all that time stuck in the tunnel...

Moving them to assisted living or getting full-time care in, either way, requires a bruising battle with my mother, who may have lost most of her cognitive function, but is still capable of being incredibly nasty and stubborn.

I'm sorry to hear that, but I still think the peace of mind you'd derive would be worth all the fight.

Whoa, go your dad, Suela!