My dear friend Leaners has pointed out to me that yelling "Look I have shingles" may not be in my best interest. Which is just fricken hysterical to me! You have a point!

I found out today I am not traveling next week. I may actually be able to sleep in my own bed for a few days.

Seems mom had a better day today. We have gone through a week of refusing to eat, refusing to take her pills, and refusing to work with the therapists. Oh and a week of not really speaking. Today was better. She ate real food and spoke to my dad, not much but she did speak. I'm still worried about Dad. I can hear the fatigue in his voice. Just need to get to October and the house being done and they can move in and I can help more. If it doesn't make marked improvements soon, I may need to take some time off work and help out. I'm trying to avoid that after last July and taking nearly a month and a half off. I spend three months after that cleaning up the messes I created trying to keep up with work during that time. I have less on my plate this time around. I'm not in school, I'm not driving to Chicago or flying to Chicago every weekend. But there were benefits to that. Every Saturday I could divorce myself from the entire thing. I'm not as overwhelmed this year, I don't think. There's different kind of stuff on the plate this year.