Wow, so much to talk about, so little time. Since my last update, there's been the Jimmy Buffett concert (AWESOME...our seats were just three rows from the stage, right against the stage-exit railing) and another Democracy For America meeting in Augusta (our group just keeps growing in numbers and enthusiasm!) There's my rediculously short relationship with a girl from Orangeburg (well, short, but not THAT short...my old record of 14 hours is still safe for now), and my final exam (I wound up with a B+ for the semester). There's my new CD (Rock Against Bush, Vol.1...I HIGHLY recommend it to anyone, regardless of their political affiliation) and my ongoing struggles with the USC-Spartanburg admissions office (I'm beginning to wonder if there's any way possible to finish jumping through all THEIR hoops before August)...
...but...
None of that seems important right now. Not with Mom in the hospital.
She's still dealing with the same problem she's had since January...some sort of gastrointestinal infection that just won't clear up. She SHOULD be okay...we hope. It just caught me off-guard when I got home at 9:30 tonight and no one was home. I knew she'd gone to the hospital at 4:30 for some tests, but should've been home a LONG time before I got home.
Well, now it seems she's going to be there a few days. She hasn't been responding to the medicines she's been on. Her white blood cell count is rediculously high, she's dehydrated, and she's got a persistent fever to boot.
And there's nothing I can do now except lose sleep and worry myself an ulcer. I hate being this helpless!
I realize her condition is probably far from life-threatening. Nevertheless, I can't help but worry anytime something like this happens with either of my parents. The truth is, I'd rather not have to deal with their mortality. I mean, I realize they're OLD (Dad turned 72 this year and Mom is turning 71 soon, and my family isn't exactly known for its longevity.) It's just that...well, they've believed me all along even when no one else has. I want them to at LEAST live long enough to see me succeed in something....
Well, I could ruminate more, but it's late, I'm tired, and I've got a long night of lying here staring at the ceiling ahead of me...better get started sooner rather than later. Stay tuned...
...but...
None of that seems important right now. Not with Mom in the hospital.
She's still dealing with the same problem she's had since January...some sort of gastrointestinal infection that just won't clear up. She SHOULD be okay...we hope. It just caught me off-guard when I got home at 9:30 tonight and no one was home. I knew she'd gone to the hospital at 4:30 for some tests, but should've been home a LONG time before I got home.
Well, now it seems she's going to be there a few days. She hasn't been responding to the medicines she's been on. Her white blood cell count is rediculously high, she's dehydrated, and she's got a persistent fever to boot.
And there's nothing I can do now except lose sleep and worry myself an ulcer. I hate being this helpless!
I realize her condition is probably far from life-threatening. Nevertheless, I can't help but worry anytime something like this happens with either of my parents. The truth is, I'd rather not have to deal with their mortality. I mean, I realize they're OLD (Dad turned 72 this year and Mom is turning 71 soon, and my family isn't exactly known for its longevity.) It's just that...well, they've believed me all along even when no one else has. I want them to at LEAST live long enough to see me succeed in something....
Well, I could ruminate more, but it's late, I'm tired, and I've got a long night of lying here staring at the ceiling ahead of me...better get started sooner rather than later. Stay tuned...
let me know how she is doing, and if you ever need ANYTHING please don't hesitate to let me know
try to get some sleep