OK, We Got Through Monday

Tossed out the pain pills that made Mom hurl, and now we've started the Motrin/Tylenol/Motrin pattern along with some giant Lidocaine patches on her back. I'm doubtful that these will help, since they're not exactly made for broken-bone pain. The pain is still the struggle. She yelps from the sharpness of it when she does anything much more than walk slowly. Getting into and out of bed is tough.

Trying to keep her out of bed for at least a couple hours a day in order to avoid pneumonia. I'm happy to say that today she sat in a chair and watched "Dr. Phil" with me. There was a married couple with two heinously awful, screaming, abusive-to-people-and-animals kids. You have never heard such screaming. Total spawns of jackal-demons, these boys. I've never seen/heard anything like them. The mother was clueless and deeply annoying in a Stepford way, and the father was beefy and sweating and crying over his sons.

Mom felt well enough to say "Look at that crybaby. If he had any backbone he'd line those kids out!"

Yes. One small step back.