I hopped on the treadmill early and got 6 minutes in when I got a message on my phone from a cousin in South Africa saying that her mom cannot get hold of my mom. Turns out that was about a week ago.
But it caused me to call my mom, only to hear that she fell Friday evening and spent the whole night on the floor trying to access her phones and trying to get help. I do think she had some concussion, because it was only Saturday morning when she was able to reach an angel, André Scheeres, who swooped in, helped her get up and called paramedics to take her to the hospital, where she spent most of Saturday being x-rayed and tested. She also had a gash in her head stitched up. She was able to be discharged Saturday afternoon late and André took her home again.
I fooled around a bit with leather again, played with a few old photos,
…..but my creativity had fled.
I was so ready to step out of this day!
