Sherman's c-pap machine is broken and he is not sleeping well. There is a problem right now with the Medicare contract with the providers so there is at least a two week gap of when another can be shipped to him. His sleep apnea was one of the worst cases the sleep clinic had seen. He is ninety-one years old. He could die of a heart attack or stroke due to not having this c-pap machine. Stupid.
He was not at the rehab class. He is sleeping on and off during the day and on and off during the night. He is exhausted. We won't be seeing him at the class until he is back to sleeping again.
The Irish Fiddling played for almost three hours last night. The group was not tight at the beginning but got better as we continued to play. It was fun to watch people walk by, smile, take photos, listen for a few songs then continue on. Years ago, William went to school with the kids of the founders of the local orchestra I still play with here on the coastside. Two of those parents joined us last night for the final eight sets of songs. One played violin and the other a mandolin. It added yet another layer of music. So much fun. We were really rocking!
I barely remember falling into bed and slept the night through for the first time in so long. Usually, I would take today off to recover after so much exertion but no time today. Mom has her Prolia shot this morning and the Irish Fiddlers are playing inside the organic market for two hours beginning at 5:00 this evening.
Saturday is going to be very quiet!