All is well tonight. But I feel stressed out: no longer so much about billy's sedations, but a bit about bad reputation for me with foot specialists I told to fuck off because they were charging me like fascists without understanding they had a flaw in their system that confused me...anyway, long story that I should not think about right now. This was months ago. 

I spoke to dad. He speaks way more clearly than mom. Mom wanders and has a lot of memory loss.  Dad is doing well, being hard at work around the house and caravan too for camping next week in Gaspesie. They are very active. More than us.