I went to visit my grandma in the hospital today. things are a little more serious than we had thought. her stomach is actually twisted and raised, and the ulcer (or hernia?) is much larger than originally thought. she is very cute, though. I was with her for about an hour, she she probably told me she was having fun about ten times.
the woman is 85 and entirely independent. she was a career nurse and raised five children, and so I think she likes being waited on. plus her room is full of flowers and while I was with her two people called to chat with her, so she is being showered with attention. she is a widow, and my grandpa died of alzheimers after a long battle. they were married for 52 years. I honestly think she gets very lonely, and if she's been in this much pain for all this crap for a while, it probably does feel really good to have people taking care of her and giving her love.
she was really cute about my hair... I put pink highlights in it, and she was saying that it would be fun to do something like that. I told her I would get either pink or purple and go back tomorrow and she got all giggley and said no, she couldn't possibly dye her hair. I should so buy some and go back. she'd go for it if I was there with the dye, right? she would look hot with purple highlights.
so this stuff with John is pretty much continuing to be awful. yesterday I couldn't stop throwing up. I'm trying to reassure myself that it's the stress, but I've got all the "what if" monsters attacking my brain. I'm still pretty nauseous today. he won't talk to me. apparently, he needs support and not spite. I think what he really wants is to be enabled. in the meantime, he seems to be having a heyday stabbing me in the heart.
I think people are going to start getting fired at work. we're having just nasty ass terrible collection days, and some people just aren't even trying. I've dropped to second place in the office... heh... I guess I need to kick it into gear!
and this weekend I will be wearing my cornhead for the Iowa Hawkeyes! yee haw!!!!!
the woman is 85 and entirely independent. she was a career nurse and raised five children, and so I think she likes being waited on. plus her room is full of flowers and while I was with her two people called to chat with her, so she is being showered with attention. she is a widow, and my grandpa died of alzheimers after a long battle. they were married for 52 years. I honestly think she gets very lonely, and if she's been in this much pain for all this crap for a while, it probably does feel really good to have people taking care of her and giving her love.
she was really cute about my hair... I put pink highlights in it, and she was saying that it would be fun to do something like that. I told her I would get either pink or purple and go back tomorrow and she got all giggley and said no, she couldn't possibly dye her hair. I should so buy some and go back. she'd go for it if I was there with the dye, right? she would look hot with purple highlights.
so this stuff with John is pretty much continuing to be awful. yesterday I couldn't stop throwing up. I'm trying to reassure myself that it's the stress, but I've got all the "what if" monsters attacking my brain. I'm still pretty nauseous today. he won't talk to me. apparently, he needs support and not spite. I think what he really wants is to be enabled. in the meantime, he seems to be having a heyday stabbing me in the heart.
I think people are going to start getting fired at work. we're having just nasty ass terrible collection days, and some people just aren't even trying. I've dropped to second place in the office... heh... I guess I need to kick it into gear!
and this weekend I will be wearing my cornhead for the Iowa Hawkeyes! yee haw!!!!!
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giggles:
purple highlights would be awesome
syh:
I got my 85-year-old grandmother drunk for Thanksgiving '04. I say go ahead & show up with the dye. We grandkids are duty-bound to spoil our grandparents. 
