Not In Control

[poliphilo]

Ailz has until midnight to finish her last Shakespeare essay. Fine. She's paced herself. And then her father has a fall and she has to go round to sort things out and soothe her mother's nerves. "I should have more sense than to be falling over at my age," says her father.  He's been falling a lot lately. This time he blames it on his shoes. So she spends all morning over there, while I metaphorically bite my nails and fret about the approaching deadline. 

I hate it when there's nothing I can do...

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[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Ailz's dad is a proud old bloke who refuses to fully acknowledge his physical decline. I sort of applaud him for that. Still, it's a worry.

Ailz is taking it all in her stride. I've no doubt she'll get the essay finished in time.