When I told my mom that surgery had been rescheduled for December, she bailed. She's worried about weather related hassels at the Cleveland airport. (She can't worry about Houston -- they don't have snow). I think, mostly, she's anxious about traveling at all. And we know that she gets more anxious when her routine is upset. I'll be fine w/o her -- I have several great friends who've offered to come to Houston, and my husband will come for a couple days. But, it's sad. Not only am I ill (even if there's no outward sign), but my mom is old. When did that happen?
On the other hand, FEMA is coming tomorrow to 'cess out the damage in the basement. Randy, the guy who's done every remodel for me since the late '80's when I lived on 5th Street, came by this am, and stayed for more than an hour (so I knew it was not good news). He said we need to: (a) pull out more flooring that we had already done, (b) pull the drywall off our west wall, and (c) regrade next to the neighbor who sits 5 feet above us, and has no gutter on the side of her house that faces our.
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