Things continue on. My Mom's really not improving, and my expectations are that she won't.
My brother is amazing, and continues to be. My aunts (both retired) who live near her are great. They've been wonderful all along, but they also make me a bit frustrated at times.
One of them talked to her on the phone, texted our group, and then asked in the group text if I hadn't called that day. I'd just gotten home from work, sat down for a bit, talked to my brother on the phone (about my Mom)... and the text. Nope, I hadn't called. I was at work mostly, and then barely got home from a tiring day.
So I called. My Mom's sort of closed off sometimes. She sounded reasonably alert, and said she was happy to hear from me, and when was I coming (I'm not any time soon because flying half way across the country to expose myself (and her, and others in her care center) to covid so that I can visit for a couple hours before flying back to be at work just isn't really workable). And then she asked about my brother, and would I have him call her. She wanted me to do that then, so I said okay, said goodbye, and texted the group about the call. (From his text a bit later, he called and had a nice chat.)
We're at the end of our first week of classes. So far, so good. My intro to lit class students are so far pretty engaged and interested. I'm enjoying our discussions. I hope they are, too.
Covid continues to suck. We all put a ton of energy into trying to work around problems and through problems and so on.