Thanks, folks. I guess we'll see what's going to happen. There will, in any event, be a lot of creative storytelling to get my mother there.

Given the number of Presidents we have had, odds are pretty good we have had had at least one President who engaged in same sex romance.

Consuela, my fingers are very much crossed for you and your parents.

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Well I bit the bullet and now we are transferring to Santa Monica even though I absolutely don't want to. We brought grace here to be near docs who know her. To move her is not sensible because the folks at Huntington don't. Going to Huntington simplifies my life but doesn't address why she is here I the first place.

I hate when being rational doesn't get me what I want.

Consuela, I hope she can figure something out. I have known older people who were practically dragged to an assisted living facility who cheered up quite a bit once they realized they had lots of stuff to do. It would certainly be better for your father, anyway, and the staff is accustomed to dealing with angry demented people. I watched the staff at my aunt's assisted living place manage to settle the woman who threw screaming, cane-whacking fits if someone sat in "her" chair at bingo.

K-Bug works at an assisted living facility now. It has varying levels of care from independant living to skilled nursing.

Consuela - I am glad the options are looking better. Is this gal going to help you find a place that would accept your parents?

I hope your daughter feels well soon, Kat.

I think the kill-the-symptom approach to my headaches might be my best bet. Fuck why I have them. Going in and repeatedly assaulting the nerves anywhere from C7 on up has had the best effect yet. And in a month, Botox for the front of my head.

Irritatingly, the shoulder I've had done twice now does still twinge more than it should, and it's not like I don't have a headache right now, but some days this week have probably been a point lower than some of the preceding ones.

Consuela, I'm so glad you found someone who thinks there is a workable solution!

I had a semi-cluster-fuck-y afternoon after getting out of work early, mostly due to it being college move-in time and also problems on the subway, but I'm home now, at least! And I called my mother to follow up on her idea of an outing tomorrow, and she had forgotten about it, and now I wish I hadn't reminded her. I don't want to do it tomorrow! I tried to float Monday, but she wasn't into that.

In short: I should get over myself because my life and family are good.

Is this gal going to help you find a place that would accept your parents?

That's the plan. She's going to give us some recommendations and tour the facilities with us. There will have to be a lot of lying to my mother along the way, I'm sure.