Mom was suffering from extreme shortness of breath, so they admitted her to the hospital on Monday. They have stabilized her with oxegyn, and she should be out the end of the week. This time. The chemo is being considered a ‘failed treatment’. She is done the radiation, and it left her totally exhausted. The jury is still out on the sucess of the radiation. She is ok for now…but every one of these ‘close calls’ brings home the realization that one of these will be the last one.
We are still debating when/how/who will tell Ted. I cant. I cant eve talk about it without breaking down…let alone answer the hard questions he will ask.
Got a new car today. A Mercury Marquis, 1985.
Its a full 17 feet long, about 17 feet wide too! 
It drives like a cloud on a summer day…smooooth! Power everything, trunk bigger than Sqrlcubs house. And the best part is that I am paying for it myself. Dad is not buying it for me as a charity car…I am paying for it!
Kids are back in daycare, subsidy back in place, all is looking up dollar wise.
I have next week off work, March break! I havnt taken a week off since I was on maternity leave with frankie.
I met a man. his name is Lloyd. He pumps gas. He is seperated ( 2 years) 37, no kids.
He brought me a rose (pink) on our first outing (coffee). He seems to be the ‘get serious right away’ type. And well, I just dont know. He is really nice and everything, I wish I could get all squishy over him, but I dont think its gonna happen.
I won 3 of the TM awards:
MPSIMS is my diary - true enough
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Most likely to pad post count - I dont actually do that. I dont post very much since before xmas.
I am really glad I was beat out by Phaedrus for most psychotic.And to all those of you who voted me most psychotic, I know where you live, and I will kill all your houseplants!
Ha! My houseplant is already dead!
You just THINK its dead! Its really resting…waiting for the day you reach over to pick it up and…
oops! nevermind!
Is that what has been happening to all my plants? 
Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.
No, Angie, it’s just that whenever Kelli visits your place you pour lots of alcohol into her, and alcohol makes you pee, and she doesn’t know where the bathroom is…
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Well, Kel, onward and upward, so to speak.
Glad to hear that things are looking up on the money front. Just having some of that stuff in place can take a load off! I love big cars - glad to hear it drives well!
I’m glad for you that your mom made it this time. Having a parent die sucks beyond words.
Twas I freaking out in December about my father, two years gone. We did alot together in the last ten years, because he didn’t want to be anything like his father. All the family hated his father for good reasons.
Your posts were freaking me out again. I’m just glad I did alot with him those last years. He had a bad heart and it was just a matter of time. I always pictured him having a heart attack in the middle of nowhere when we were hiking a trail. He just fell over at work.
Spend time with your mother no matter how hectic things get. Make the time. It sounds like you will.
Never forget the times together. It helps to talk about the deceased at your family gatherings. You help each other remember things you forgot.
She’s alive and still in the running, keep the interaction going.
This isn’t a hijack. Just a perspective on coping.
Just a side note. I have three terminally ill friends and immediate family. They always come first and foremost before other things. One has been in the hospital for the last 2 months and has at least a month more to get out, not cured, just out. Chemo.
Fuck the work place if thy don’t understand. People are one of a kind, and jobs are just jobs. I’ve set my priorities, and will quit if they make me choose.
The most bitter person I met was someone that stayed at work because she was indispensible, and her daughter died while she was at work.
The best of wishes to you and your mom.
Thanks Phobia, I am really lucky in that my workplace is super supportive. they know my situation, and <knock on wood> will continue to be kind and considerate.
Sounds like you have alot on your plate…wanna go get a beer or something?
As has been said to me: I am here if you need to talk.
They found one white blood cell today in my friends blood sample. She’s had a count of zero for over a month now.
I saw her yesterday. She has about a quarter inch fuzz on her head . She put on the wig they gave her for about a minute. I think I’d skip it, try some wash out pink hair color when she gets out, until she gets some length back.
I know she’d love to go out. Not for a while though. Luckly her husband has been on unemployment this winter, and is collecting something, while he stays with his wife. He’s slept in an small RV for the last few months. He’s froozen his butt off a few nights.
The hospital is putting on an addition. They have two floors below ground level. Last week they put in a water main in the pit dug for the sub floors. The pipe broke, flooded the pit with about three feet of water. The basement access doors burst in and the bottom floor was covered in two feet of mud. The utilities are in the bottom level. The main power went out, the generators ran twenty minutes, and they blew. The hospital was running the patients machines on battery backups for a couple hours. Glad I wasn’t in there having surgery.