My elderly Uncle Bobby was hospitalized with advanced metastatic cancer a week ago, and died last Friday. On Saturday I flew to Florida where he had lived. He was cognitively impaired (I’m not trying to be coy – the specific diagnosis is unclear) and lived with a guardian. I spent several not-so-fun days going from one bleak task to the next. Thank goodness for the soothing colors of the scarf I’m working on!
I got back last night or more accurately early this morning. * Yawn *
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