it never rains, but...
Mar. 4th, 2011 01:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
edenfallingI called Mom again on my way to work this morning and talked to her for a few minutes, also saying hello and I love you to Grandma Doris, whose speech is thicker and less intelligible today than yesterday. She developed a nasty cough overnight; Mom said if it continued the hospital would give her a gel-based cough medication.
Then I was at work, where I learned that my coworker MS has an abcess in one of her wisdom teeth, so the tooth needs to be pulled ASAP. She's made an appointment for Monday, but she's both afraid to be awake during the surgery and afraid of being knocked out by anesthesia, so that's obviously causing her a lot of stress and there are no good solutions. (Mel, I am sending you virtual hugs if you're reading this!)
Anyway.
I called Dad when I got home from work for an update. He said there was no real change in Iowa, but on a completely different topic, my Great Uncle Dick's niece Yvette called Dad in an attempt to get hold of my Uncle Charles. Apparently Uncle Dick had a heart attack and is in the hospital. And since the call was made specifically to get hold of Uncle Charles -- who is the executor of Uncle Dick's will -- instead of just to notify family members... we are afraid this may not be something he'll recover from.
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It certainly does pour.
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On the other hand, at least AO's son Josh is continuing to recover from his horrible car crash last summer. He can climb a flight of stairs at least once a day, which means he was recently able to sleep in his own bed for the first time in six months, and also take a shower instead of a sponge bath. He is thinking of starting to compose music again, even though he's unable to play piano or other instruments up to his previous skill level. (Given that he is/was a professional musician, and that among other obstacles one of his elbows is currently fused immobile, this is not surprising, but understandably frustrating for him.) So yeah. At least things are going well for someone.
Then I was at work, where I learned that my coworker MS has an abcess in one of her wisdom teeth, so the tooth needs to be pulled ASAP. She's made an appointment for Monday, but she's both afraid to be awake during the surgery and afraid of being knocked out by anesthesia, so that's obviously causing her a lot of stress and there are no good solutions. (Mel, I am sending you virtual hugs if you're reading this!)
Anyway.
I called Dad when I got home from work for an update. He said there was no real change in Iowa, but on a completely different topic, my Great Uncle Dick's niece Yvette called Dad in an attempt to get hold of my Uncle Charles. Apparently Uncle Dick had a heart attack and is in the hospital. And since the call was made specifically to get hold of Uncle Charles -- who is the executor of Uncle Dick's will -- instead of just to notify family members... we are afraid this may not be something he'll recover from.
...
It certainly does pour.
...
On the other hand, at least AO's son Josh is continuing to recover from his horrible car crash last summer. He can climb a flight of stairs at least once a day, which means he was recently able to sleep in his own bed for the first time in six months, and also take a shower instead of a sponge bath. He is thinking of starting to compose music again, even though he's unable to play piano or other instruments up to his previous skill level. (Given that he is/was a professional musician, and that among other obstacles one of his elbows is currently fused immobile, this is not surprising, but understandably frustrating for him.) So yeah. At least things are going well for someone.
