I went on a whirlwind of emotions yesterday that have left me just drained today.

My daughter’s room mate stopped by to visit while in town and while we were talking I mentioned her MRSA only to find that the room mate hadn’t been told! He was shocked to say the least that such close friends as my daughter and her boyfriend hadn’t warned him and they share drinks, cigarettes, towels, etc. but thankfully at least not needles. At first I was freaked that Jami was going to be angry with me and beggedthe man not to tell her I told him. Then I realized how cowardly that was and that it deprived him of a confrontation he needed so I told him to let her know I told him.

Then Jami called wanting to come over and do her laundry and I had my granddaughters here and had to stall her while I thought what to do because she doesn’t worry like I do about the little ones, likely because of her state of denial. I finally ended up driving to her house and getting her bags of laundry and told her I’d wash and return them myself.