Well, I’m calling around for jobs but only know the head hunters. If former co-workers can travel long distances just for a small paying job, so can I. Then again, I shouldn’t ask for more based on current economic conditions. But I really need to get my butt out of the house.
I still worry about my family, the parakeets because now there are eight tummies to feed but most especially I’m really worried about Paw and Maw.
This morning at around 01:00am, she was making loud moaning sounds through her CPAC machine. I screamed: MOM! WAKE UP! Then I jumped out of bed to see if she was still breathing. I had a hard time waking her up. I had to squeeze her toes and slap her feet very hard, just to make sure she was semi-conscious. I had to pull off the CPAP mask and shake her, too.
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