Good thing Mom is home. She is sicker than a sick dog. Poor, poor mom. She has had a time with it today. But at least she's home now. That is all she wanted after another long night in the hospital. She didn't care that she was sick, she just wanted to come home and go to sleep. I can't say I blame her. As long as she's here, we can take better care of her, and keep the crazy visitors to a minimum. And she doesn't have to be embarrassed of us kids making fun of her when she's stoned out of her mind on morphine. We jest out of love.