Emma went home

It was so nice to have her here, the boys adore her and so do I.

My leg is still swollen, and I am about to make an appointment with my internist to see what it could be. When I wake up in the morning it is a touch better, but once I start walking around it fills up again.

There was quite a discussion about Mother's Day at our house the other night. As a result, Heshy, Avi and I will be celebrating on our own on Sunday. According to Marshall, Mother's Day is not something he ever willingly took part in, not even for his own mother. So now he won't have to do anything about it, not this year or ever. I wish I'd known how he felt many years ago . . . but that's Marshall for you.

Feeling blue about this whole mess, the medical side and the Mother's Day thing. I cried all the way through my 50-minute therapy appointment yesterday.

I'm hoping to enjoy the beautiful weather today.