House surrounded by our broccoli-looking trees in North Carolina. Google Maps looking stuff is endless fun, while every device is still on the blue dot at the end of the road so there’s room for improvement.
The local library is small, but good. They have a quiet room which I headed for today because the main area has tutors talking, kids yelling and phones ringing. The library is one floor, but there’s a drop in the back so it felt like I was on the second story, with a view of the trees, plants and sky. I only lasted 5 minutes before retreating to the noisy side.
There was a man sitting 3 desks from me who snorted every 30 seconds like a pig, fully grunting. I don’t know what is going on with his nose, throat or sinuses, but the quiet room is not where he belongs!
I think of hospice care as 6 months or less, but Mom has been a patient for 2.5 times that because I asked and she qualifies due to the severity and certain outcome of her illness. I’m grateful for the extra help and care. Thank God she isn’t in pain.
Her pants look big because of the Depends, but she weighs much less than the average weight of a 10-year-old boy. (I have an Echo Dot that came with my Odyssey SiriusXM subscription, thus access to unlimited data.)