Not really sure what to say. Went through the wringer today. Here are the highlights:
- My mom almost died today. Seriously. It's a long story that I don't wish to repeat. She is in a delicate and possible state of recovery this evening. Let's hope for the best. Mom is in the hospital in an ICU. She is not out of the woods and I am very realistic about the possibilities.
- I am sick. Seems to be an annoying cold. Probably caught it at the zoo on that DAMN FREE DAY we attended from the jackass in the primate house who was coughing and sneezing. I was near the capuchin monkeys and had flashbacks to that scene in the movie Outbreak. You know the one - the scene when the people in the movie theater are laughing with their big horse mouths wide open, just as the virus-laden dude coughs up a big mist and sends it right into the gaping maws of the unsuspecting laughing people. Except, this time, some jackass sent his sputum into the air and I caught it despite trying to dodge the filthy air and cleaning my hands with wipes.
DAMN FREE DAY.
- My cat Wilbur is sick. I have no idea if it is just a case of severe feline acne or an abscessed tooth. Phil was kind enough to take her to the vet today. I fielded calls from family and doctors, and somewhere in the middle, I took a long, seemingly drug-induced nap. Wilbur is on antibiotics and is not happy. She looks like she was in a boxing match with a brick wall.
- Snow. First snow of the year. Normally a happy time for us. Instead, I was in bed wondering if I was about to lose a second parent within a year.
- Amos had an appointment at Chez Sarah yesterday. I did my best to give him a shorter haircut, despite the moving target. The back is somewhat unmatched. Phil says it will grow in. Phil is good at saying reassuring things like that. I like the cut for the most part. Just ignore the areas that are off kilter.
I'm going to bed. Here's hoping that tomorrow had better promise.
9 beautiful people muttered something back:
Aww, Sarah. That's it, I'm walking to Denver now. You need a hug and some jewish penicillin. I'm not jewish, and I'm allergic to penicillin, but I know how to make a batch that will scare a cold into submission.
I may just call you so you can vent to non familial units.
OMw, that's a lot to deal with.
Amos looks exceptionally cute!
Hope your mom recovers quickly
I wonder if I caused people to spread horrible disease germs last night at the Comedy Works. Maybe during cold and flu season, I'll just tell mildly amusing jokes that cause people to smile quietly with their lips pursed and their diseases still inside their mouths.
Wilbur was pretty good at the vet, by the way. They have a nice table in the exam room that cats can hide under while waiting to be checked out.
Haven't seen a picture of Amos for awhile. He's grown! He's still beautiful, though. I have found through cutting the hair of my four grandchildren that the best way to accomplish this is to have Daddy hold the kid in his lap during the hair cut.
Wellll.. we are stuck in the same boat my little sis....the cool air has hit south Texas and is kicking my butt. The stress…. The cold/flu/allergy season....the wanting to kill doctor and nurse syndrome…the what the hell is going on this year with the family…lord help us ...lord help our mother…
Mr. King Amos..your are handsome.
Sorry to hear that your Mam is in Hospital again, hope she is better soon.
The hair cut looks good by the way.
Sarah, you must feel like the universe is pummeling you with bats.
I'm so sorry.
Feel better soon, and I'll be thinking of you and your family.
(and you knew I meant Louisville Slugger type bats, and not the winged kind, right? 'Cause that's a whole 'nother picture)
I loves you. I loves you lots. I hopes you had a good weekend. And everyone feels better.
thinking of you! sorry about the cold cold snow...my bones ache just thinking of it. hoping for a positive outcome for your mother.
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