Tuesday

[days_unfolding]

Mom called, and she is getting transferred to rehab at 2 this afternoon. Excellent.

I'm thinking of skipping piano class tonight. I love piano and want to keep up with it, but I'm really tired and need to take care of myself. I won't be any good for Mom if I burn myself out.

30/30 on my programming assignment. I'm slowly pulling my grades up.

Ran out to get my receipt from the eye doctor. There are two of them: one with the total cost and one with an itemized list for the glasses. The totals don't add up because they must have charged me for the eye doctor appointment. I scanned them anyway and submitted them, so we'll see what happens.

Zara really wanted to walk on my work laptop. I told her "No". She did anyway and lay down and hissed at me when I told her to get off. I got her off, which lasted only a few minutes. Eventually, she got off and stayed off.

Oh dear. Mom called and said that a nurse said that Mom was going to have radiation on Friday (which was news to her) and that they called me and told me about it (they didn't). And the place must be under new management because the food is lousy. Mom is going to call her doctor tomorrow to get the radiation thing straightened out. And a colleague suggested that I use Door Dash or Uber Eats to get food delivered to Mom if the rehab place will allow that. I was reading items off a menu of a Coney Island place (there are a ton of them in the Detroit area) and now she's jonesing for it.

Lay down for a nap and slept through until morning.