Hell Week Ahead
Teacher meeting for Chef at 8:15. Yay.
Mystery shop of yummy seafood restaurant
Class at 5pm
Clean out Jane's apartment and prepare for upcoming sale of things that she's not going to need/won't fit into the already stuffed to the gills garage
Then a boatload of school work
Meet with academic adviser to sign my grad school contract
Have moving sale at Jane's place so that the people who work there can buy some of it
Finish moving sale
Hello? Three projects due in one class Monday (two are group assignments)
Try to read for one of the other classes
Write up summary report for one of those group assignments
Firm up the presentation graphics for the other one.
Get Goodwill to take whatever we haven't moved out of her place/turn in keys
Print out the summary report
That's not even factoring in that Jane's doctor has now ordered a third set of labs because they can't figure out what is causing the low platelets. When I spoke to a nurse tonight, she was in radiology, getting some CTs of her arm and hip, because she's complaining of extreme pain when anyone touches her.
Meanwhile, she no longer moves in the bed unless someone does it, nor does she eat more than a few bites fed to her.
I'm thinking the inevitable is coming very soon, even sooner than I expected.