My mom was released from the hospital tonight.
Regular readers know that she's been in the hospital twice since Precocious Daughter and I visited my parents the week of Thanksgiving.
And it's been hard, you guys. Really fucking hard.
But tonight, Mom is home. Reunited with my dad and their precious elder cat Tiger. Everybody seems happy and optimistic.
It's been a difficult fucking couple of weeks.
I don't like confronting the fact that my parents are old and increasingly frail. That sucks, you know? Some of you know, some of you will know eventually. As we age, our parents age even further. And death awaits us all.
Yeah, Merry Christmas and whatnot.
I just want my parents to be OK.