I continue to boggle at mac's lack of comprehension about what his life is going to be like very shortly. It's not as if you were coy about it.
I expect it is a combination of complete inability to comprehend future consequences of actions, and not believing mom means it. Oh, child.
Here's a tiny bit of Good News (tm): Rosemary got moved to a cardiac rehab hospital, so she's in a more copacetic place where she can recover and be exercised until she can climb 13 steps and come home!
Note that previous to the operation, 13 steps was a major chore for her (bad knees and yes, exhaustion brought on by leaky heart valve).
She'll also be allowed to wear normal clothes, so I'm bringing her a bag of pajamas and so on tomorrow.
Sending massive coping vibes to Cindy and msbelle.
In celebrating small victories. Mac attended all 4 classes today and was not even tardy once. First time that has happened all week.
The bar is so low it is more of a tiny road bump.
(Jotting that down for future lyric in my musical)
Hey, it's better than nothing!