I took the day off today.
I worked out this morning. T and I had our therapy session. After our appointment, as I was riding my bike to work and I just said "To hell with it! I'm going home."
So, here I am. I have a lot on my mind. I am waiting to hear from my parents after the meeting with the doctors. I am at loose ends, in limbo, on tenterhooks. I am no fit company for anyone, and didn't want to spend the day pretending at work.
If you feel like it, email me. I've got the time to respond.
AND (super important!): Thank you so much for your good thoughts, intentions and prayers for my mom. I know it helps!