Aaron - ocngrats on YOUR NEW LOW!!

I'm jealous of your motorcycle ride even though it was so cold...you're right, even with clear roads, it's like riding in a refridgerator when it is that cold. But I bet you were smiling (at first)
Colleen, WTG for being back on the elliptical! I should also listen to your doctor, with me its definitely the food; the exercise is just barely keeping me from aching or paining from being 50. I had ONE day on program 2 days ago; then the day after I was twice as bad. ugh!
thanks for the thoughts on my mom

My sister called me at work on Monday afternoon; bawling and falling apart, and saying the doctor called a family meeting the next day at 1 pm. And that it was lymphoma. Well that wasn't enough notice for me to get off from work, we're down 2 people as of now..of course I would have wanted to be there, but I knew my uncle, my sister, and maybe my half brother would be there at the meeting so I hoped that was ok.
She said that 'no one would hold it against you if you can't come' and then says 'but you'd better come quick because she doesn't have much time left!' and keep bawling and sobbing. While I am standing there with customers in front of my and I"m ringing up their orders trying to look like nothing is wrong

I appreciate that maybe she called me at work to give me as much time as possible, but she has called me at work before for stupid frivolous things too ( you can tell I don't care much for my sister, she has hurt me too many times in the past because of her drinking; and even though she has stopped drinking, she has never apologized for her behaviors)
So right after work that night (monday) I drove to the hospital. My mom was asleep..and I didn't want to wake her. Plus, even when they would come in to take her vitals she barely opened her eyes, so I just sat there for two hours, watching her breathe (9 respirations per minute) She ... looked.. terrible. Like a skeleton

After each breath, I would wait to see her take the next breath, because I wasn't sure there would be a next one. The next morning (yesterday) I got up early and went to the hospital, and this time she was awake and alert, and even though she looks so bad, she was 'herself' as much as she could be. Alert, and talking (but slowly) and her regular sense of humor. I visited with her for almost 2 hours before I had to leave for work.
My uncle hasn't called me to tell me what the doctor said at the meeting. Is he punishing me, because I wasn't there??? I'll have to call him today.
sorry, I guess I needed to vent about stuff. I have off today, and I am so glad of that.