Murray was in town this weekend but I didn't get to spend any time with him. Would have loved to but he was being a jerk about wanting me to himself and not wanting to be around my friends or Monster. Especially Monster. Fine - just be a selfish crybaby Mr. Married With Children who acts like he's looking for some play. Not. He just can't be friends and he never could seem to be anything else that has a word in English for it either.
Mom phoned tonight to say that Dad isn't doing well at all this week. He's not eating again and has taken to his bed for the last several days without getting out of it. His breathing is fine. His doctor couldn't find anything wrong on examination this week. He's just unable to eat and has no energy. I don't know anything to do or say. My Uncle Ron, the good brother that he is, came over to the house and helped her with a few things she couldn't reach or do (like changing those high-up lights, etc.) and took her shopping for electronics. Thanks to Georgia Power and a surge they had, my parents house and six others behind them had everything that was on ruined and in need of replacement. Fortunately, the electric company seems to be very cooperative and has stated they'll reimburse her for the damage.
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