Made it to the surgical pavilion on time, filled out all the paperwork, waiting for Mom to be called. They will apparently text me status updates, which I appreciate
Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sending all the surgical~ma.
Her surgeon is in another surgery, the nurse thinks they may get to her within the next hour, then an hour for the surgery and an hour of recovery. Cutting off the cast presently!
Hope it goes smoothly for your Mom today, -t.
That sounds like an intense project, Laura, in a lot of ways. Your sister is lucky to have you.
It is really serendipitous that the furnace went while both of us are up here. (Brendon does the heavy lifting) Today she found out that for the new gas system she needs two more vents upstairs, which means way more clearing. This is really awesome since it forces her into this. She was tossing stuff yesterday without even opening and looking through stuff. If she hasn't seen what is in an old suitcase in a decade or two she doesn't need it. Striking while she is in this mindset. It may not last, but I think she sees getting her house in order is possible and not so overwhelming with my help. I'm feeling optimistic.
Glad to hear that, Laura
Waiting for the next status update at a coffee shop.
$60 for two sandwiches, two coffee and one cookie. I don’t know whether that’s because Everything is Expensive Now, Walnut Creek is expensive, or this coffee shop is pricey, but dang.
Yes to all three.
Yikes! I hope they were at least tasty.
My mom's favorite song is "Take This Job And Shove It," Debet, you're not alone. Sometimes it works out for the best, but even that is a lot of pressure so I hope it will be okay. Tom, for different reasons, I sympathize with the wanting people but not PEOPLE thing...more room makes mobility easier. My neighbor is still, like, on Ramp Patrol. I wish I had her pipeline to Jesus so I could have him call her and make this loop stop.(And why do people tell you about their million ailments and *then* say "Call me if you need ANYTHING. Not that we would, cause she ain't right, but if it's a "bad day", what would we do? Try to get a 2-for-one? Not really helpful.) Don't really like that she seems to be consoling herself by noting that I (or possibly we) have Real Problems(TM) Of all the people you don't want to find mold under your ramp... Next time I'll buy a metal one. But it's still not her business.