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Feb. 19th, 2007 09:47 pmsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
My mother is not well. She's got fluid and congestion on her lungs and she's been coughing up this blood for like four days. I'm so upset that she didn't go to the doctor on Friday when it started. She's on oxygen, in a room at the hospital (finally) and breathing easier now. They've catheterized her because they put her on Lasix and she's so weak, she doesn't need to be getting up to pee every 15 minutes or so.
Here's a kicker. (I say A kicker because there seem to be several) She's gained about 30-40 pounds since Christmas. Christmas. And judging from the looks of her today, it's all fluid. This seems like a threat of congestive heart failure to me. But I'm not a doctor. Definitely something like pneumonia going on, dear god I hope that's all. I hope that doesn't sound too harsh, but I'm just not ready to let her go yet, and if it's something worse I'm not sure how well I'll stand it without some sort of face-to-face support. I might be able to get that from Brent, but I am afraid to count on him yet.
During lunch today I mentioned how much I miss going to Applebees at lunch time because I won't go alone. He said "Do you have anyone you go to lunch with now?"
I answered "Rick and I go a couple times a month." And that's it. He kept looking at me, like he was expecting me to say something else.
When I didn't, he said "What do you do?"
Well, I get something and eat at my desk most days. Seeing him absorb this information kinda touched me. He's never really given that sort of thing much thought, and there seemed to be some affect on his face from the knowledge that I'm alone so much most days. I'm curious about what sort of difference this might make in our day-to-day interaction.
Enterprise is confusing me a bit, but I do love this show. I hope I can absorb enough of it to keep watching. So many beautiful people to look at!
Wait, lastly. I'm having sexual issues. They are NOT shiny. (To steal a phrase which I love mightly from
brujah )
I'm expecting MUCH SEX this weekend, possibly an entire day of lazy nakedness, and if I continue to have this issue, I will be ANGRY.
Okay, ferreal. Nite ya'll.
My mother is not well. She's got fluid and congestion on her lungs and she's been coughing up this blood for like four days. I'm so upset that she didn't go to the doctor on Friday when it started. She's on oxygen, in a room at the hospital (finally) and breathing easier now. They've catheterized her because they put her on Lasix and she's so weak, she doesn't need to be getting up to pee every 15 minutes or so.
Here's a kicker. (I say A kicker because there seem to be several) She's gained about 30-40 pounds since Christmas. Christmas. And judging from the looks of her today, it's all fluid. This seems like a threat of congestive heart failure to me. But I'm not a doctor. Definitely something like pneumonia going on, dear god I hope that's all. I hope that doesn't sound too harsh, but I'm just not ready to let her go yet, and if it's something worse I'm not sure how well I'll stand it without some sort of face-to-face support. I might be able to get that from Brent, but I am afraid to count on him yet.
During lunch today I mentioned how much I miss going to Applebees at lunch time because I won't go alone. He said "Do you have anyone you go to lunch with now?"
I answered "Rick and I go a couple times a month." And that's it. He kept looking at me, like he was expecting me to say something else.
When I didn't, he said "What do you do?"
Well, I get something and eat at my desk most days. Seeing him absorb this information kinda touched me. He's never really given that sort of thing much thought, and there seemed to be some affect on his face from the knowledge that I'm alone so much most days. I'm curious about what sort of difference this might make in our day-to-day interaction.
Enterprise is confusing me a bit, but I do love this show. I hope I can absorb enough of it to keep watching. So many beautiful people to look at!
Wait, lastly. I'm having sexual issues. They are NOT shiny. (To steal a phrase which I love mightly from
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Okay, ferreal. Nite ya'll.