Originally Posted by Bah Humbug

Before dinner, my 96-year-old grandmother fell in the bathroom. Managed to not break anything, but had a cut on her chin and a banged knee. Crisis averted. We thought. During dinner she started shaking and lost her color, and couldn't get up from the chair even with considerable help. Ambulance came and she's back at the hospital. No news.

Last summer when I visited my uncle died. I'm getting a complex about coming back. And making dark jokes like that because I'm wound up into anxious knots.