My Mommy is sick and I'm feeling sick with worry.
I was having my regular Sunday phonecall home, and Mum was feeling really ill. So ill, in fact, that Dad took her to the hospital. She's got MS and is on a waiting list for a gallbladder operation; I don't know what going to the hospital will accomplish...
Unfortunately, MS is one of those things that can't really be *treated*. It's hard because of that. You can treat the symptoms, but quite often it's hard to pinpoint specific symptoms. Lately Mum's been smoking lots of weed - a breakthrough, I thought - it seems to help her.
I ended up having my brother hang up on me (accidentally), then phone back. I tried to make light of the situation (he was waiting at home alone). It's almost harder to try and be the rock when I 'm far away.
(but worse when I'm there? I can never be sure).
I've lit a candle and have cried. I don't know what else to do. And I haven't heard back from them yet, either. So I stayed up knitting frantically to Pirates of the Carribean, smoking weed and crying along to Bright Eyes.
Wah wah wah. Thank goodness for writing as catharsis.
Now, homework?
If only I could concentrate.
MONDAY PM - The update: Mum's at home, and feeling better... After a few hours of wandering around the apartment like a ghost today, I called home and talked to her. Muchos emotional ourpouring et al. But she's feeling better, and I'm working on it, too.
Phew.
Her surgery may be moved forward, too. But I'm not keeping my fingers crossed.
We have a date to go to the yarn store in Victoria. I'm damn good at carting her wheelchair about downtown... Especially when it's not accessible. We used to knock over bra stands at the Bay together.
So there still is hope. And Bright Eyes lyrics...
Thanks for the kind words, kids.
I was having my regular Sunday phonecall home, and Mum was feeling really ill. So ill, in fact, that Dad took her to the hospital. She's got MS and is on a waiting list for a gallbladder operation; I don't know what going to the hospital will accomplish...
Unfortunately, MS is one of those things that can't really be *treated*. It's hard because of that. You can treat the symptoms, but quite often it's hard to pinpoint specific symptoms. Lately Mum's been smoking lots of weed - a breakthrough, I thought - it seems to help her.
I ended up having my brother hang up on me (accidentally), then phone back. I tried to make light of the situation (he was waiting at home alone). It's almost harder to try and be the rock when I 'm far away.
(but worse when I'm there? I can never be sure).
I've lit a candle and have cried. I don't know what else to do. And I haven't heard back from them yet, either. So I stayed up knitting frantically to Pirates of the Carribean, smoking weed and crying along to Bright Eyes.
Wah wah wah. Thank goodness for writing as catharsis.
Now, homework?
If only I could concentrate.
MONDAY PM - The update: Mum's at home, and feeling better... After a few hours of wandering around the apartment like a ghost today, I called home and talked to her. Muchos emotional ourpouring et al. But she's feeling better, and I'm working on it, too.
Phew.
Her surgery may be moved forward, too. But I'm not keeping my fingers crossed.
We have a date to go to the yarn store in Victoria. I'm damn good at carting her wheelchair about downtown... Especially when it's not accessible. We used to knock over bra stands at the Bay together.
So there still is hope. And Bright Eyes lyrics...
Thanks for the kind words, kids.
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OH! I am SO very, VERY sorry to hear about that, Doll...Strangely enough tho...I went through the same thing...Almost Died...(THATS where my 13" Torso Stapled Scar comes from...People tell me that "...It's THEE coolest 'Frankenstein' Scar Bod-Mod they have EVER seen done.." LOL...
But, it gets even more 'curious' here...(MAN..I hope not too many people read this..no offense My DAHLINK!) But...My Mom is in the Hospital as well right now..she had her Kidney, which was riddled with Cancer removed, along with, and THIS, is even MORE Fucked-Up...She also had to have her Gallbladder removed because...(and even I got a tad ill hearing about THIS..) of 5 months of Necrofasciatitus (I think That is how it is spelt) Her Gallbladder Was Frigging Dead...It is that flesh eating Disease..Only Internal..5 MONTHS!!)
And now...The Cancer got into her other Kidney...Need I say More?
But...You say that You and She are In Victoria (as in...A ferry ride away from Moi??)
Can't say That I am not Jealous of you...I havent seen my mother in 5 years...wish we could go Bra-Stand-Bustin Like you guys...(The Imagery is awesome on that one!!)
Anyhow...You EVER need my Phone#, or even anything for THAT matter...you know the way to go outside the walls of SG...and BTW...You look FanFUCKINtastic in your new pic...and once again, I have just been up to my neck in work shit..(lemme tell you..being head high in shit is not as pleasant as they make it look when the Scream Queens do it..) Keep it up Queen Queena...and I shall await the date when I FINALLY get to hug that sweet busom of yours...
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