Mom, sort of

Mom should be home in about half an hour. The Hospice care people have been better about communicating than the hospital has been. Neither has been perfect and I've lost my temper at least twice today with people running in the streets. Apparently the local plantation gave permission for a marathon or 1/2 marathon. I'm furious.

UPDATE: Mom's home. We have the oxygen compressor set right. I gave her a mouth swab with Dr. Pepper on it. It's the one thing she's been begging for.

We're going to have new houseguests on Thursday for two days. and possibly a cousin visiting come next Sunday. None of them have dementia, so that's good.