Tuesday, January 02, 2007
' ... Wind ... sweepin' down the plain ... '
As Mama ER might say, even with some breaks the past few days -- thanks to Big Brudder and Big Big Sister and Mr. Big Big Sister -- I feel like somethin' the cat drug up.
I need a second wind. Good thing there's always one sweepin' down the plain around here. (How 'bout Oklahoma's centennial this year startin' off the Rose Parade yesterday! Did me proud.)
It's not physical tiredness, nor mental fatigue. I think I've just got a little emotional worn-outness going on, even though she's doing better every day.
Fortunately, there are further levels of tiredness.
When, as Mama ER would say, I feel like something the cat drug up, chewed up and spit out, then stick a fork in me, I'll be done. :-)
I know how you feel with the emotions. Helping my friend through her final days was emotionally exhausting. (Sometimes I think I'd rather be physically exhausted!)
Give Mama an extra hug--she continues to be in my prayers. :)
The good thing about this is that you can do your work while at the hospital and thus have time with her. The bad thing is this kind of thing reminds us that we are all mortal.
Best to mamma ER, you, and Dr. ER.