Grandma is not home, but she's apparently somewhat stable, in the most normal, least-positive sense of the word--her condition is not changing much from day to day. Everyone involved seems pessimistic, so I'm not letting that get any hopes up.
On the other hand, my wife and I just had a great little getaway. Most things that could go wrong, did, but we were able to laugh through it all and have a good time together. I had a couple of episodes of depressive thinking, but they were at quiet times, so I just sat there and thought through them until I was OK. More later. Must fix supper.
