Meh...Meh

I didn't realize it had been so long since I last updated. Dumb me. Nah...just nothing really new to report.

Was sick a couple of days earlier this week. Migrains, while few and far between, usually turn me into a slumbering ogre with a really sore head & neck. I finally gave in, got my headache cure (that would be a mocha-breve with hazelnut), and nursed that baby until there was nothing left in the grande cup.

Let me see:

My mother-in-law has cancer and is taking chemo. My sister in law in Tennessee has been to California. I think Jack feels left out, but my gut feeling is that mom doesn't want her son, who isn't in the best of health, to worry. We almost lost him last April/May (saving some the more icky moments, when my husband was taken to ER, he was about 20 minutes from being cemetery fodder---story another time, but needless to say, when Jack says that it looks like a small animal was slaughtered in the bathroom tub, he wasn't whistling dixie).

The story goes like this: we go to the University of Washington medical on the 9th of February. That day, we go to a class and they start taking labs & such of Jack to see if he is ready to be put on the list for a liver transplant. Then, we go from there.

That is why I almost lost him. Tough stuff.

He is worried about me. I admit that I do worry, but as I told Jack, I tend to look on this positively and remember that life is still moving forward and normal things aren't going to stop because he needs a new liver and a transplant. I am a firm believer that spending hours and hours and hours sitting at bedside while he snores and farts doesn't accomplish daily things. It's not meant to sound harsh or uncaring, but I look at it like this.

In 2003, I had a triple whammy: my grandfather in Kansas died in January (this sent mom to Kansas until the first part of April). Then, a good friend in Canada who was exactly three months older than myself died of a pulmonary embolism. 30 isn't enough to accomplish everything in life. Then in March, my uncle Jim passed away, making it a marked moment in personal history getting dad up here (he was driving long haul and was already in California...go figure), packed and back down to LeMore. Me...I'm stuck in the middle with one parent in the great plains and the other in earthquake zone 1. Duing this, i stayed calm, collected, took care of the bills, the dog, and waited to get one hell of a case of the flu until mom came home.

Point is, it would have been easy to let things go and get out of hand. My concern is there. I haven't had enough time with my husband, bless his pointy little head. I want him well. I want him to enjoy a very long life.

So I guess i process stuff differently. Doesn't make me cold.

So anyway, I'll be back here soon. I am waiting for my bedspace to be unoccupied by mom.