April Fool

I was at the hospital at 8 a.m. this morning. One of us has to be there at meals because mother needs help eating. She played an April Fool's joke on my younger sister Christie. When Christie came in, mother told her that the doctor had just informed her that "I will have to be in the hospital for another two weeks." Christie's jaw dropped. Mother let her flap in the breeze a few moments before telling her April Fool.
The doctors talk like mother will get to come home on Monday or Tuesday. I know she's ready because she has been stuck, poked, prodded and drained so much she looks as if she's gone 18 rounds with Mike Tyson, except that both of her ears are intact. She looked a lot better today and the infection is pretty much gone but she is still quite weak.
An illness throws a family for a curve. I had all kinds of plans for the weekend, but things change in the blink of an eye. What was important on Wednesday dropped way down on the priority list. The nature of her problem this time was not as serious as in the past but one of us needed to be there during her waking hours so we all rearranged our lives. I'm glad I could help. My mother sacrificed a great deal for us all and none of us have forgotten.
On another note, did I mention that I got a book deal that will generate three million dollars? April Fool.