Care conference by telephone for George today. It sounds like if they complete the MoCA test, and he scores too low, that a doctor can more or less conserve him. Christine would be his responsible party for decision making. None of this sounds good, although it’s not unexpected. The money thing is of concern. All we can do is count on Medical Managed Care (Anthem Blue Cross) to take care of him in some acceptable facility. Which he won’t like. But might as well be hopeful.

I had blood in my stool this morning, which is worrisome. For now, I’ll watch and hope it clears up. I do not know what might have caused this. I don’t need any fresh problems. Yesterday, I mentioned to Christine that dealing with cancer and its treatment side-effects is no longer amusing. I’d best dive back into my “hobbies.” And those are writing and art and theater.

The claw-back of money by Social Security is bad news. It will happen again with 2023 taxes, since I had to pull money out of retirement savings to pay taxes. And that will count as income.

I could use some good or happy news. Where will that come from?