Update.
Just had a call from J's nurse. She had a fall, but fortunately a CNA was with her and was able to catch her and help lower her to the floor. She was not injured, thank God. She is still weak, but her bloodwork is good. She will probably need to be in hospital another night or two. Trying to make a good supply of cat food in advance, as my hands will be very full when she comes home. Probably going to order more Redbarn, too, just in case. It seems to be their favorite brand.
Not an update, just a story from yesterday.
They do not hold back around here when you call for an ambulance. First to arrive were two first responders in what looked like a mini fire truck. Then the ambulance with three EMTs, accompanied by a police officer who, I do not kid, was 6'8" tall (I asked, when I noticed that is head barely fit under the doorway). I have no idea why - this is a very safe neighborhood. Perhaps he was bored. That was all pretty stressful, too, as J was still in the bathroom and not dressed when the first responders arrived, and I had to ask them to wait while I helped her. I was so afraid they would get mad about that, and then when a police officer showed up with the EMTs, all I could think was, why are you here, what's wrong? A cop, for the flu?