A draft I don't know that I'll ever flush out more. Started it a week ago, so it doesn't reference this most recent Saturday, but the one before it:

Saturday my sister, mother and I visited my grandmother about two hours away. While we were there my mother behaved extremely erratically, and causing all of us a great deal of concern. She chain smoked and slurred, and her hearing was noticeably damaged from her abuse of prescription pain medication. She couldn't maintain her lane and would constantly talk to herself or be unable to stop monopolizing conversations. Once when she was out for a smoke break my grandmother, sister and myself decided that under no circumstances was mother to drive home. At one point after we'd eaten lunch my mother got a phone call and immediately became hysterical. She explained to us that it was her 300-pound-pillhead-boyfriend, telling her that their house was on fire. We immediately left after very tearful, worried goodbyes. My little sister is in town from the northeast, and we only get to see her once a year. The visit was both completely her idea, and a surprise for my grandmother. I'm very grateful to have been able to see her that happen. Discover mothers house is a total loss, the red cross is putting them in a hotel for two days but after that they have no idea what they'll do.