Aaaah, Saturday night in the
dom!
Shall I tune up... it's "me-me-me" again.
Well, the life-crap continues.... my stepfather returned from California on Tuesday with a severe crampy feeling in his left lung and has been hardly able to take a breath. Mind you, he's got severe emphysema, and a hereditary disease that causes clusters of blood cells to form both inside his body and on his skin - his biggest problem area is in his lungs (my brother's are in his brain and almost killed him 6 years ago) - anywho, my mom finally drags him to the Dr. yesterday and they take a chest x-ray. They think the long drive caused a blood clot and that it's in his lung. They wanted to do a CAT scan to further diagnose and fix it and he refused any further treatment. Can you freakin' believe this???? So, stepdad's a walking freakin' stroke waiting to happen. I told my mom, he's had a death wish for the last 5 years. I can understand it - he's been ill - but to put my mom through this NOW? Seems a bit selfish to me. She's going to either find him dead some morning, OR if he's not "lucky" enough to die from the stroke once this clot breaks loose, she'll be the one to care for him for the rest of his life. Yeah, seems pretty damned selfish to me....
I guess I've already distanced myself from it all emotionally - if HE doesn't care enough about us all not to at least *fake* wanting to live, why should I care if he's trying to die? Seems harsh, probably just another bizarre coping mechanism...
Many thanks for your condolences. My great aunt was a kick. The only story that comes to mind right now that wouldn't take a lot of explaination, was back when I became a massage therapist. My grandmother, being the natural health and healing woman she was, was soooo proud that I'd gotten certified and during a visit we walked down the street to visit my great aunt (granma's sister-in-law, they lived in the same retired living park). Well, grandma gushes that "Terri's now doing massage!!!" and my great aunt got this horrified look on her face. She looked at me and said "oooh.... are you REALLY????" - the way she said it, I knew she thought I was doing the type of massage that required me to be ON the table WITH the client. I busted up laughing and corrected her - it was THERAPUTIC, not sexual.... sheesh! And she thought my grandma would be so proud if it was THAT??????
The funny thing was, my great aunt then said I'd make more money if it was *that* kind of massage (like I should consider it or something!?!?!?!?)
And yes, I intend on inviting "my guy" up with the rest of the California Invasion. He's mentioned visiting in the past - and has mentioned that he *hates* making the first move. I can take a hint - *I* will make the first move. Dr. Phil really wasn't to blame/thank as much as my attitude of "life's too short to wait for some stuff to happen on its own". Fate, being the smart girl She is, does occassionally need a little SHOVE!
WSW, I'm SO glad your locks are all changed. I was pretty worried about you too.
Amarantha, you early riser you! Guess I better get my butt outta' bed on Monday. Can't have you making me look bad!
Anagram, I'm sorry you're sleepless because of worries of DH's health. I know he treasures you for your care. That is true love - when you lose sleep over someone else's health. Hugs to you both....
Wildfire, hope your female-ills are better soon. Gods do I remember some of those pre-BC periods being heavy - you start to wondering if anyone's ever bled to death before!
Congrats on the GF grill score! Burgers all around????
I'll keep my
for Tuesday too!!!!
Kaylets, wasn't the eclipse cool?? My mom, bless her - we were coming back from dinner with surrogate granny and mom looks up and says "what's wrong with the moon?".
She didn't know we were having an eclipse tonight! Had I thought faster I would've acted all panicked.... oooh, that would've been fuuuuunny!!!!
Eydie, Damn.... I forgot that the peanut butter trees are still to come! Aaaah, breeeeeathe.... I can do it! Think I can avoid the grocery store until January?? Oh, wait, noooo, then it's the #@%$#@& peanut butter hearts!!! A curse and mega hex on Reeses!!!!!
Well, must skeedaddle. I have a movie to watch and some relaxing to do before beddie-bye.
Terri