LES right now. Thanks you all SO much. I hadn't expected so many responses. Thank you Toots for your beautiful prayer for me.

Saturday (4/12) morning at 6a, my phone rings. I panicked and recognized the caller. My uncle Carl. Crap. He peed blood and panicked. John and I rushed to his house (no, he will not call 911 without me there). I kept him on the phone until I arrived to make sure he wasn't faint or in pain etc. Thankfully, 4 hours in ER, it was determined to be a UTI (caused my a botched, painful catherization from last week). He was sent home with antibiotics. I made him a big breakfast and John helped him to bed. I called and he's fine.

The reason I do Ann's wash is because she has a zillion (no kidding) pieces of clothes all over. She's a fashion diva. All her stuff is linen, silk, cashmere etc. I found 1 sweatshirt and wound up giving her some of my old ones. I finally invaded her place and picked out clothes she won't remember or ever wear again. I don't want her stuff mixed in with others, plus it's all done in hot water.I bought her some cheap sweats and pants the other day. And I was asked to buy her shoes that fit her now swollen feet. I got running shoes, 2 sizes up and the PT girl was very thankful. However, tonight, I found them in a plastic bag in her closet. Seems she had an "accident" which also included the ins and outs of her new Champion pink and white sneakers (t.y. payless). Looks like John has a huge cleaning job ahead of him tomorrow! See? i DO draw the line!

Thanks for asking Phred..I have to see a Vocational Specialist (suit also includes loss of income) since I only have 1/2 or less use of my hand. It's the neighbor's insurance company holding stuff up. My super (and soon to be wealthy) lawyer is ready to roll I can't believe it's 2 years as of April 5. Still an innocent victim.