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She's home, sleeping peacefully.

Spent just under a full hour trying to penetrate Renown's amazingly well armored automated phone system to schedule an appointment for the cardiologist next week. After a series of electronic misadventures and one-way doors to nowhere, whose navigation was ably assisted by three different humans expertly coached by:

- Do not go that way.
- What was that?
- Do not go that way.
- Never go that way.
- Oh. Thanks.
If she had gone that way she would have gone straight to that castle.

Finally got to a fourth (or was it a fifth?) human and managed to schedule an appointment at the very end of not next week, but the week after.

[Tax-chick]

Kathleen says that worm was in “The Labyrinth,” which we checked out of the library recently.

I had a similar experience today with my insurance company.

[Tax-chick]

[Monkey Face]

I'm very glad that your mom is home. She will begin to improve, now.

Now, of course, I have to interrupt my Harry Potter marathon by watching Labyrinth again.

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Did I mention that her new meds were on the kitchen counter while I spent an hour setting up a simple follow-up appointment, and when I was done, the were gone?

They are nowhere to be found, and she of course has no idea what they look like, and never saw them.

*sigh* We looked everywhere, up to inside the washer and drier.