Amazing how the days all run into one another anymore.
Leandra is in the hospital. Between the blood clot in her ankle, and her inability to eat anything, and total lack of energy, it's probably the best place for her, but I imagine she's wishing she were home and bored out of her skull. I am going to look on the bright side and figure that "no news is good news" - because I know that if anything horrible happened, her daughter or sister would call me.
It is sooooo frustrating being here and unable to do anything, but I guess it would be MORE frustrating to be THERE and unable to do anything. At least being 2000 miles away gives me a mental "excuse" to temper the frustration.