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Embarrassing Work Moment # 94
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Love to you - hang in there.
janet
Sending lots of warm thoughts your way.
Thank you for leaving it long enough for me to see.
Peace to you and your family.
mental illness is something kept behind closed doors, shameful and not to be talked about. but really, it's not different from diabetes or high blood pressure in that an organ of the body isn't functioning right. i hope that medication and therapy are able to help your mom. i wouldn't be where i am were it not for modern chemestry.
keep on talking about what you need to. we're all here for you.
Hang in there. Your readers are here.
i'm with you on the Sam Adams at 80...I "joke" frequently that at 75, I'm gettin' a gun. I watched too many people suffer for too long before they are finally released.
I hope your mom makes a good recovery, and if she must stay in the facility, may she do well there. It sucks all the way around. You're doing the best you can to make sure she is safe.
I hope both you and your Mom find some peace.