She's quite a pitiful sight. The meds aren't really touching the pain, but they're taking the edge off it and making her sleep so I guess that's a good thing.
My dad comes home tomorrow. I'll have to fetch him from Birmingham International at about 6am-ish; which should be fun.
This weekend isn't shaping up to be much fun. I've compensated by creating a new friend called Boots. He's a butler. Only I can see him. Which is probably for the best.
