The Hits Just Keep On Coming!

So I got word a couple hours ago that my Mom, who'd been to the funeral home to see her sister laid out, had returned to Betts' house to get a bite to eat and, while going in, fell.

She's in the hospital. The first round of x-rays didn't find anything broken, but they're keeping her overnight so they can do an MRI in the morning. The poor woman just had surgery two weeks ago to help clean up the crusty arthritis in her shoulder. I can't even begin to imagine what the shock of this must be doing to her.

I'm trying not to have a really bad feeling about this, but as we've discussed before, it's kinda bred into me.

More as I know it.