I got word today that my mom (Ruth) back in SF has broken her pelvis. Ugh. Apparently a car was backing up and didn't see her. She's OK, but we don't yet know the extent of her injuries, and what the rehab process will be like. I'm considering moving her here with us, as the house may be a better place to navigate while she's on the mend, and Margarita can make a mean chicken soup. We'll see. Fortunately we have a good support team set up in SF, but this is far from ideal right now.
Update: At least Ruth is retaining her sense of humor. Our old family friends Michael and Thuy went to visit her last night, and Ruth introduced them as "her nephew and his sex slave".
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