*sniff!*

Today is my last day (instead of the week off I'd've liked to have taken, I'm having a three day weekend; better than a poke in the eye). And lo, I was presented with a really nice card, and a stunning, high-quality cake knife and server set. I am full of awww!. And much missing of the good times.

Crisis generally averted.

Mom has been mailing updates this week and Grandma continues to improve. Emotionally/personality-wise, she is back to just about where she was before the effluvium hit the whirlyblades (though I don't know if she's still on haloperidol); mentally she has to take a little bit more time to access memories than had been the case, but she does find them. She's able to walk a little bit with her walker, and though her hands are still very lacking in mobility & strength, Mom reports that she's showing steady improvement. (Three cheers for physical therapy.) I don't yet know the longer-term prognosis (if indeed it exists yet), like whether she'll be able to go back to assisted living or what, but in any case her quality of life is looking way up.

Thank you all for the kind thoughts, comments, advice and so on during these last couple weeks. I really appreciate it.