23
May
2016

I invented a new word today.

My mother has been in the hospital for 13 days, after having some strokes, and assorted other issues, necessitating surgery and a blood transfusion.  She is to be discharged tomorrow.

Knowing that she was being cared for today, and feeling as if I didn’t need to camp out in her hospital room all day in case the doctors come by with some tidbits of very important data, I decided to take a last minute outing with my daughter in search of something fun.

We were searching for glees – that’s a creation of my sister… a noun I’ve never really seen used in  a plural form.

I turned to my daughter, and articulated that I hoped nothing urgent happened back home, because, you know, sometimes searching for the glees can result in gleepercussions.

She stared at me, as you probably are staring at your screen right now, trying to decide whether to laugh, or smack me.

Then we saw a bald eagle go soaring by and ate snow balls until we got sick.


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