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jaxon's - 23.jan.03
Yesterday was a very bad day for the living on the dying front.
James and I went out for a late really bad for your heart dinner.
Itinerate mariachi's showed up. James requested suitable tunes.
Suitable for a funeral. Our funeral.
So far, today has been much more tranquil. There is a nurse that
comes to Mom's complex every Friday. She stopped in and saw Mom
at 8:00 and then again at 4:00. The nurse said that Mom had slipped
during the day.
Our faithful Dora and Concha are really tired (wouldn't you be
- they have worked 12 hours every day for the last 11 days?). So,
they are bringing a new person online - Inga, she will work 48 solid
hours - Saturday AM to Monday AM.
Best thing today. I was sitting on Mom's balcony. I hear a parrot.
"Yeah Peg, a parrot." Finally, I get up to see this parrot,
who I presume is really a blue jay. But, it is a parrot. An honest
to goodness blue parrot. There is no picture. Capturing the parrot
was more important than taking a picture. The silly parrot hopped
right up on my finger. It didn't seem to belong to anyone in the
complex - so, Lucy who is a woman of all work around here adopted
the parrot.
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