Private Parking for Storks

Another day, another hospital, another patient. After her fall a few weeks ago, my mother had to get an X-ray of her broken shoulder. It’s not healing perfectly, but well enough, so that’s a positive.
Just in front of the hospital, there’s this “last minute parking” spot, reserved for parents-to-be who can’t afford the time to search for a parking place somewhere else. A lovely idea, although I have never yet seen a car parked there.

The rest of the day I worked, and struggled with the growing load of paperwork - mostly for my mother’s insurance and tax return. 
Exhausted now. I guess I did too much, but I need to beat some upcoming deadlines.