missizzy

Thursday morning my mother woke with very bad chest pain. When she was having serious trouble breathing, my sister ended up driving her to the ER, where she was diagnosed that day with...very bad chest pain. We were left to spend the weekend wondering if it had been born of stress or of something else. At least she was feeling okay by then, and we were able to go to Rosencrantz & Guilderstern at the Folder and Marriage of Figaro at Wolf Trap. Both productions were basically okay, and enjoyable for the material, but nothing truly remarkable. Then yesterday we got the news that she has a mildly dilated aorta. They can't operate on her because of her hemophilia issues, so for right now they're just going to monitor it.
Stressful enough, but today was even more turbulent. First the new cleaning service arrived, and initially didn't want to clean our house. Eventually an offering of more money for each visit persuaded them to, and they did such a truly amazing job at it now we must keep them, even though I still don't like having strangers going around my room like that. Then a crazy accident at one intersection caused a highway to back up, sending cars out to clog a zillion other lanes. I spent 45 minutes waiting for the bus in vain, then finally called mom, who said she'd come pick me up. I then watched two buses arrive three minutes apart before she called again twenty minutes later, with a report of just how bad the traffic was. I ended up walking up a clogged street to meet with the car, and then we escaped and got home via a pair of back streets, an hour an a half after I'd left the Pentagon. Good thing we were having the cold chicken tonight.
Enjoyed watching the Blackhawks win the Cup last night, especially as opposed to the possibility of the Lightning win it, but still would like someone new to win next year. Preferably my own team, of course...