Over my past few visits to see mom in the hospital she had a specific request.
Mom wanted bacon.
The hospital sometimes serves eggs for breakfast but they do not serve bacon. Perfectly understandable, bacon is not exactly healthy, and she was in a hospital. Mom wanted me to get bacon for her and her roommate. I checked with the nursing station on my visit a week ago and there were no dietary restrictions, they both could have bacon. Therefore I agreed to supply bacon.
Yesterday morning I stopped for breakfast in Drayton Valley and when I finished I ordered four slices of bacon to go. Straight to the hospital to deliver two slices of bacon each to mom and her roommate. I would have got them more except that is all they wanted. It was a big hit. When I left the hospital there were two deer on the front lawn of a house across the street.
Other than that I got nothing accomplished. Mom was the most confused of any visit so far. The person who was supposed to pick up the couch and love seat from mom's condo canceled on me, her kids were sick. My sister who was to meet me never came as her, her husband, and her son all have some nasty illness like the flu and they sound like they are on the verge of death.
I drove home in the dark and did not encounter any suicidal deer. They are a menace. I will run out for another visit after work sometime this week and then for mom's birthday on Friday.