Today there have been trucks, bulldozers and other machines working next to my mother's apartment building. They made endless loud noises, and because of it, it was impossible to leave the windows open. To make matters worse, the floor vibrated at times, even though the building is made of solid concrete. Boy was I happy when the workday ended and I could hear "the sound of silence".
My mother's recovery is rather slow. Yesterday she probably overdid it a little. She had slept very little during the night, but insisted on taking a rather long walk, so today she was very tired.