Short and not-so-sweet

Mom's in a coma. At this point, I can't make decisions about anything because she could be fine tomorrow, or not.

This
sux.

As Beast pointed out, at least we're here, not in the middle of last week (i.e., nowhere) with no phone service.

[edited 6:30 a.m. 6/24: And, as usual, it was a false alarm. She woke up and ate something yesterday after all.]