You know, I find myself slightly embarrassed.  Embarrassed because at my mothers’ appointment at the wound clinic today, I was SO THRILLED that they put a dressing on her toe that doesn’t have to be changed until next week.  That means I don’t have to go over there every day.  The sense of relief was a little embarrassing because honestly—-it really doesn’t take that long and isn’t that big a deal.  That being said I must admit that I have found going over there daily more taxing than I would have imagined.  Also, on days my father is a bit foggy, no matter whenever I go to leave he says, "oh, you’re going so soon?" and it always breaks my heart.  Today he was pretty together and so didn’t say that.

Anyway—I’m delighted primarily that her wound is healing well but that new dressing doesn’t hurt a bit!