Mom called tonight after I got off work to report.
Melody did come today and Mom talked to her about getting more time. It looks like Melody just started working for a man every other Monday. They're going to see about Mom locking down that day and possibly more days in the future. Not enough in my opinion. I'm still very concerned about getting her through the pneumonitis, but she didn't want to dwell on that possibility in our conversation. I think she knows it's there, but she's still hopeful that it won't happen.
Dad had a good appointment with Wiggans today. He changed Dad from Xanax, which Dad says makes him crazy, to Zoloft. Maybe the new drug will be gentler. Zoloft certainly has been good for Susan. Everything else looks pretty good. The best thing is that Wiggans called a neurologist himself to set up an appointment and it's for Thursday (tomorrow) at 1 pm. The woman is in the same group that Dr. Marder was a part of.
I might or might not be able to go with them to the appointment. (Mom thinks that it's because I don't think she can do it, but that's not the case. I don't think I'll get the straight story if I don't go myself.) Also, I've got some lightweight barbells for Dad to use for his arm exercises. (Platt said for him to start pumping iron.) I also picked up a Pecos melon tonight at the Central Market, so I've got to go by and see them at some point tomorrow.
That's it for now. The bad news is that they miss their first Symphony tomorrow night, but Susan and I are going to try and get there and stay awake. Wish us luck!