Thanks again for your responses. I accept, of course, what you say.
But I'm not used to not being able to do anything. It's 5.30 a.m. here - sunrise -and I haven't been to bed yet.
I'll call and see Mom later. I think she's having a difficult pregnancy. I'll offer to do what I can.
But, I think Dad works for a spiffy guy in the congo (2 jobs at least).
This, to be honest, is breaking my heart. And anyone who thinks that a 30 year cop has no heart left to break knows diddly-squat.