Re: Update
- From: "dingalingdeb" <ding@xxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 09 Mar 2006 00:31:20 GMT
I'm so sorry to hear of your losses and the tough times you're dealing with,
Mary. Good job God made you such a strong person, eh? ... yeah, I know,
there are times we wish we didn't 'have' to be strong!! Best wishes for a
safe and happy birth for Tiffany. I hope you can soon begin to feel - dare
I say it? ...stronger...
dingaling deb
"Eq" <Rottawhiler@xxxxxxxxx> wrote in message
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Been sick. Spent week in hospital.
Mom's been sick and was in hospital at same time several states away.
Mom had apparent heart attack. Angiogram showed no significant damage.
(Thank God.)
Upon Mom's discharge, she talked on phone with her sister for an hour.
Half hour later, call came (to Mom) that sister had fallen/had stroke
and was en route to hospital. Sister never responded and passed away.
Buried her on Saturday before this past one. Huge loss to our
(collective and individual family(s)).
Their brother (my uncle) had heart thing that evening.
Visited him that Sunday. He had quadruple bypass next day.
Did amazingly well recovering immediately after surgery, but had
setback and still in hospital. Stabilized and uncertain when he will
be able to come home. Simply glad he's alive, alert and in good
spirits, all things considered. He and his family are about 30 miles
from me and basically fill in as my parents at times, as I can't
physically travel the long distance to visit my parents any more.
Cannot visit him, as I have apparent flu virus.
Losing my aunt was really hard. A video (of pics) was playing at the
visitation. My mother was in nearly every one of them. Mom had just
gotten out of the hospital, so I worried how she would hold up (I
wasn't alone... my sister, brother, Dad and anyone who knew my Mom and
Aunt were pretty worried what effect this would have on Mom, despite
faith, prayers and such.) Mom somehow got through it okay. I ended up
with some of my Aunt's furniture as she was a very heavy smoker and I
was the only one they knew wouldn't mind the smoke-smell. There is
some comfort in sleeping in her lazyboy recliner. I'd still rather
have my aunt than her chair.
Amber doing well. Recontracted MRSA (long story, but she was away from
home ) and had to do 2 lengthy ER runs as a result. Different hospital
this time and ER staff was extremely invested in getting her well
without a bunch more doctor/hospital visits.
Had to go to court to keep the state from interfering with her care
(also a long story). We won.
Tiffanie very pregnant, but not due until 25 May 06. Girl this time.
Tiffanie having frequent migraines and I have a sinking feeling she
will deliver prematurely again despite weekly progresterone (?) shots
to prevent premature delivery.
Chad (Tif's hubby) in another state doing his 6-month training
following bootcamp.
Chad is doing well. Tif misses him a lot, doesn't get to visit him
often enough and I have to admit that I miss him too. He & I don't
speak often, as he is a quiet sort (except with Tiffanie) but I've told
him I'm proud of him for taking care of his family and that I love him.
As his mother-in-law, I often wonder if it's weird that I have no
gripes about him, but I really don't. He's done right by my daughter
and is respectful to me.
Chad, Tif, Damien & Baby Girl are due to be stationed in Hawaii about
the time Tif is due to deliver. Not sure how everything will pan out,
but should be interesting at the very least.
Damien (my grandson) doing well, but teething and frequently grumpy.
Damien will be 9 months on March 7th.
Thank God/The Universe/Whatever-One-Believes-In for Baby Ora-Gel and
rocking chairs for teething babies and tired grandmas. I loved having
my children and raising them (and still love continuing to raise Amber,
although she is very much a teenager <g>), but I have to admit that
grandchildren are an exponential degree of love all their own.
Most of the grief-stuff happened within a 2-week timeframe, so as you
can imagine, the family as a whole is exhausted.
Have a day filled with appts and cannot sleep. Not good, but figured
dumping my brain here might help.
Have read Nettie's news about her cancer and have communicated with her
some (recently). Nearly fell out of my chair when I read it and still
reeling from the shock.
If there are others I need to be updated on, please update me (those
who are comfortable emailing me or calling).
Getting DSL restored on Tuesday, so will be able to be online a little
bit more then. (Still not able to be up for long periods without
reclining for awhile.)
Kenna, the service-rottie, doing well and had my best guy friend Bob
(no, not Uncle Bob) caring for her and Kitten during my hospital stay.
Bob stopped twice a day, spent actual time with the pets and came up to
the hospital to visit me daily (after working all day).
No, Bob isn't a boyfriend. I do love him as a friend, though, and we
are pretty much bonded for life as friends. He has advocated for me
when I was unable to speak to EMTs & hospital personnel. He is
definitely a diamond in the rough. I refer to him as "the husband I
never had and who I am afraid I wouldn't be able to treat well enough
to be worthy of", as we spend hours on the phone, hanging out in real
life and in email some. He dates. I don't. His dates are far more
interesting than any I could come up with, so I'm satisfied with
hearing about his.
Too busy with kids/grandkids to really have interest in adding anybody
(relationshipwise).
Oh, will add this (what I think is an) interesting note and then get
this sent. Hospital doctors thought the low levels of phenobarbital
and tegretol that I take were questionable and were going to take me
off of them, as they could not believe that I actually be someone with
seizures and yet seizure-free at those levels. They determined simply
from the dosages that I must not have really had seizures. (Now, you
may remember Kenna detects my seizures and she is dead-on accurate, so
I told the doctors they needed to discuss this with my pain doctor
before dropping the 2 meds.) Instead of talking with my pain doctor,
they sent me down for an EEG since I was already an inpatient. EEGs
proved seizure activity. Phenobarbital and tegretol were left on the
menu. See, dogs aren't dummies. Humans are.
I think that's about it for now. I'll leave you with this thought from
Penn (of the Penn & Teller magic & comedy duo) that Bob sent me. It was
about Penn not believing there is a god. One statement in there struck
me, though, as one any and all of us (especially me) can use:
"Believing there's no God means I can't really be forgiven except by
kindness and faulty memories. That's good; it makes me want to be more
thoughtful. I have to try to treat people right the first time
around."
I keep it folded up to that particular text on the top of my toilet
tank so that I have to read it at the very least several times. While
my faith has taken a huge beating of late, I happen to still believe
there is a God, but that's just me.
The whole Essay from which the quote was taken can be read at
http:/www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5015557 Although
I don't agree completely with Penn, I found his writing/insights
interesting and a very good read.
Will try to catch up with what all's going on later on. Gonna try to
sleep again for now.
Apologies for the length. I am on dial-up right now, so I get the
whole length issue.
Mary
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