FINALLY spoke with Mom this morning!  

When I was able to get through to the switchboard (and that has not always been the case!) I asked for the nurse's station instead of Mom's room.  The nurse walked down to Mom's room, and discovered that her phone isn't ringing... which of course explains a lot!

  Mom had figured out that there was some problem when visitors complained they hadn't been able tor each her via phone, so she was already planning to call "someone" tomorrow and report the issue.

The good news is that she sounds considerably better than the last time I spoke with her, shortly after her arrival in Rehab.  But she admits that she still needs a lot of help with most things, like dressing.  While she is also on oxygen, that shouldn't keep her from "graduating" from rehab since she could take that along with her.

My newsy letter has not arrived yet, so she has that to look forward to.

Brownie and I spent the past hour or so in the Back 40 doing some yardwork before it got too warm today.  While of course that seems endless with a large property like ours, I certainly enjoy yardwork MUCH more than housework!