I completely get the hospital visits and how illness can become a full-time job. I live with cancer. No matter what find moments of joy for yourself in each day. Write or draw something, we call it "writing dirty" in that it doesn't had to be good. In fact we give ourselves permission to write or draw badly. It's very liberating, even if it's just for 5 minutes. Best of luck for this year and hope your mom gets even better.
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