2020 has not been a good year for Mama.  Or any of us, for that matter.

I had just left home enroute to see my Ohio grandbabies when I received the dreaded phone call from Forest Ridge...Mama had tried to take a shower by herself (she should not have...but too late now...) and slipped as she stepped out.  I met the ambulance at her complex and followed it to the hospital.

Of course, Covid prevented me from going inside and I had to wait in the parking lot for 4 hours while they treated her in the Emergency Room, realigning the bones and splinting it.

The next day I took her to see her ortho doctor and he put a hard cast on it.

Six weeks.  She has to wear it for 6 weeks.

After just coming off 8 weeks of healing on her right arm, which is still very sore with limited range of motion.

Last night, after consulting with her occupational therapist and physical therapist, I brought her home with me to convalesce at the cabin with us.  She is not able to care for herself alone...having 2 indisposed arms makes that very difficult.

Ugh....

Yes, again.

(I'll probably be pretty sporadic with my posting the next few weeks...I'll do what I can, but my life has been turned upside down for awhile...)