various situations
Oct. 11th, 2008 12:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmThe plan was to come home and update you all on Soren, instead, the day went a little pear shaped. To save you all suffering, everything is as fine as it can be under the circumstances.
I got to the hospital several hours later than I wanted to but had a good visit with Soren and Velma. Soren recognized me and waved, and snorted a couple of lame jokes I made. Mostly I caught up with Velma. They put a CPAP machine on Soren and it helped his breathing a lot and he then got some solid sleep afterwards -- I think some of his coming in and out of consciousness over the last couple of days was actually him not being able to sleep properly because he kept waking up from sleep apnea-like stuff.
Then I went back into the city to meet Kali for our story meeting The signals on the 1/2/3 at 14th were broken and we had a huge clusterfuck getting to our shitty bar of choice. ONce we got there we were treated to a drunk pizza parlor employee and a homless guy having a fist-fight and horrible yuppie women. Whatever.
Then I get a message on my phone. My mother has called because my father -- wait for it -- has had a stroke. It's minor -- he can talk, although his words are slurred, and he can walk, although it's a bit lurchy and she says everything is fine and I don't need to come.
So I eat my hamburger.
At which point I' realize, fuck this shit, because seriously? My parents? Not real good at sutff.
So while I page Patty and let her know what is up, Kali calls teh ER so we can find out exactly where it is.
We take a cab over there, and -- wait for it some more -- the ER HAS GIVEN US THE WRONG ADDRESS.
So we finally find the ER, while having this ridiculous conversation:
"Kinda looks like New Earth."
"Yeah, cat nuns."
We go to the ER, but my dad has been admitted to the ICU so we go up there and see my mother. This then leads to her telling me a story about the gay men who are clients of her who have decided to marry and wanted her help picking out rings and how she told them all about me. I thought this might lead to my mother telling me how she told these guys she has a gay daughter. But no! She told them I was an actress! So close and yet so far, mom. This then led to a discussion about bisexuality too idiotic too repeat (don't even ask how).
We saw my dad, I walked my mom home, and then I came home and repeated this whole amazing clusterfuck to Patty.
Seriously? A stroke? A week before the Regency Ball? Just like when mom got diagnosed with cancer? Really?
Anyway, everyone is fine for these new values of fine, but I'm drained and so forth. Details on whatever the fuck tomorrow.
I got to the hospital several hours later than I wanted to but had a good visit with Soren and Velma. Soren recognized me and waved, and snorted a couple of lame jokes I made. Mostly I caught up with Velma. They put a CPAP machine on Soren and it helped his breathing a lot and he then got some solid sleep afterwards -- I think some of his coming in and out of consciousness over the last couple of days was actually him not being able to sleep properly because he kept waking up from sleep apnea-like stuff.
Then I went back into the city to meet Kali for our story meeting The signals on the 1/2/3 at 14th were broken and we had a huge clusterfuck getting to our shitty bar of choice. ONce we got there we were treated to a drunk pizza parlor employee and a homless guy having a fist-fight and horrible yuppie women. Whatever.
Then I get a message on my phone. My mother has called because my father -- wait for it -- has had a stroke. It's minor -- he can talk, although his words are slurred, and he can walk, although it's a bit lurchy and she says everything is fine and I don't need to come.
So I eat my hamburger.
At which point I' realize, fuck this shit, because seriously? My parents? Not real good at sutff.
So while I page Patty and let her know what is up, Kali calls teh ER so we can find out exactly where it is.
We take a cab over there, and -- wait for it some more -- the ER HAS GIVEN US THE WRONG ADDRESS.
So we finally find the ER, while having this ridiculous conversation:
"Kinda looks like New Earth."
"Yeah, cat nuns."
We go to the ER, but my dad has been admitted to the ICU so we go up there and see my mother. This then leads to her telling me a story about the gay men who are clients of her who have decided to marry and wanted her help picking out rings and how she told them all about me. I thought this might lead to my mother telling me how she told these guys she has a gay daughter. But no! She told them I was an actress! So close and yet so far, mom. This then led to a discussion about bisexuality too idiotic too repeat (don't even ask how).
We saw my dad, I walked my mom home, and then I came home and repeated this whole amazing clusterfuck to Patty.
Seriously? A stroke? A week before the Regency Ball? Just like when mom got diagnosed with cancer? Really?
Anyway, everyone is fine for these new values of fine, but I'm drained and so forth. Details on whatever the fuck tomorrow.
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:35 pm (UTC)-Edie's response to Daniel explaining the situation after receiving a call from Kali.
Yeah, then we all just sent out our happy love vibes to you and to everyone whose lives were fucked with by strokes this week. I'm very glad to hear your Dad is doing so well.
That conversation is even funnier when you think of the Cat nun as jack-the-head's sex kitten. Yes. I said sex kitten...! Hopefully it will make you laugh :)
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:39 pm (UTC)Call me if you need anything.
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:50 pm (UTC)Call me if you need someone to rant at or talk to or anything.
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:52 pm (UTC)I am doing a giant metaphorical collection of all the comforting things I can imagine, and sending them in their hypothetical box to your general area so that you may build a fort out of them for you and yours.
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Date: 2008-10-11 04:20 pm (UTC)* hugs you *
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Date: 2008-10-11 04:52 pm (UTC)I am so sorry. If there's anything I can do just let me know.
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Date: 2008-10-11 04:58 pm (UTC)Hope things get better!
Date: 2008-10-11 05:28 pm (UTC)'Fine' is a relative term, I hope things improve so that the value of 'fine' goes up.
Take care,
Gary
http://GarySaid.com/
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Date: 2008-10-11 07:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-11 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-11 09:08 pm (UTC)and more ack.
I'm thinking of you.
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Date: 2008-10-12 12:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-12 01:34 am (UTC)My husband was just told this morning after his second night at a sleep lab that he has severe sleep apnea and needs a c-pap machine at home. Synchronicity is weird - I'd never heard of one before this morning and now there's one on my friends' page. Wish your friend well from me.
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Date: 2008-10-12 02:58 am (UTC)(Why can't I find words as easily as you do? Heh.)
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Date: 2008-10-12 12:53 pm (UTC)The financial help for Soren still stands.
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Date: 2008-10-12 09:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-13 04:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-13 05:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-13 05:28 pm (UTC)I've "known" Scraps and Velma for years, from The Well and fandom, but I haven't met either of them in person yet. So glad they're surrounded by caring people right now.