Listless day

She hasn't felt well, physically, for the past several days. Today she didn't want to go with me to take Adam to school, didn't want to go out for lunch, didn't want to go with me to pick up Adam. She lay on the couch and slept off and on. Late in the day she came up to my workspace, weepy, and said, "I hate getting old." I asked her what brought this on and she said, "I used to be able to go anywhere I wanted." She lay down on the upstairs bed while I went to get Adam. She had a bowl of Raisin Bran for dinner and went to bed early.