Mom is beginning to get nervous about going to the senior center with the social worker. She wants me to go with her but I can't. Then she reminded me that she will need a key to get back into the house. Now I'm starting to worry about the logistics of this. But I think the social worker can take care of Mom. I hope so. I have to stop obsessing about everything.

Today I felt icky, nauseous and weird. Then I realized that I hadn't take my med. I thought I had a stomach bug.