tillyjane, a/k/a my mother, is back in the hospital. She is not at immediate risk of life or serious illness, and is expected to be discharged tomorrow with followups to come. At this point, unless things grew suddenly and unexpectedly difficult, I can't even go visit her because I'm so worn out.
Really, I'm done with this shit. It can stop at any time.
ETA: She's getting sprung today, outpatient followups next week.