Well, my mom redeemed herself by saying she's upset whenever something hurts me. That I've had enough hurt for one life and don't need any more (very, very true). So I'm glad we've moved on, if not actually addressing issues. It's family, what can ya do.
The horrible bronchitis that's dogged me for over a week seems to be finally improving. Thank God for prednisone, and Fisherman's Friend cough drops (10mg menthol each!). Now I can hopefully get some energy back and start to get in the Christmas spirit.
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