Bad day ends on a positive note. My mom broke her hip and she is in bad shape from another illness. I guess I should say fracture. I had to decide between palliative care or surgery. If that fracture spreads she would need a hip replacement which she probably couldn’t tolerate so I went with the surgery. It was a success and she tolerated being put under which was a big concern. I just realized this is the first surgery she had in her life. Like ever. That to me is amazing I already had two by the time I was 11. So here is to mother walrus a speedy recovery and my best to everyone out there dealing with ill loved ones, it really is a bitch. I wish I could take the fracture rather than her cause somehow I always bounce back from these things.
