1.) Carl's leg is healed from its cellulitis, and now we just get the swelling under control. But hey, baby steps, right? We right now put on a complicated set of lymphedema wrappings on his leg and I did it for the first time by myself last night. It was -- a bit of a mess. Carl was getting kind of pissed off explaining to me what to do, but I ( Read more... )

So after tonight Carl can't eat or drink, as tomorrow he'll get to have another myriad of tests to find out what's happening to him. "I won't lie," he told me, "I might get admitted immediately ( Read more... )

Carl's home.

With his pancreas still intact, I might add.

I hate hospitals. I really do ( Read more... )

Apprently there was something seriously wrong with me ( Read more... )

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate my eyesight? I am going to need surgery on my eyes, as I was told today by my ophthalmologist that I have a form of epithelial dystrophy, meaning that the top layer of my cornea is detached and moving freely from the rest of the eye, causing it to bunch and tear. This explains the months upon months of ( Read more... )

( ...on having my eyes examined, and my own fears from long ago. )

Oy ...

Carl came home from work with a small hernia.

"That's okay. [Coworker] pushed the intestine back in."
"... and what, made it stay with duct tape?? What??"

He's okay now, but on Workman's Comp for the incident ...

nytemarewulf is home now, resting. It's been an eventful 24 hours ( Read more... )

携帯の呼び出し音を聞いて、父についてニューズを待っていたから急いで出た。　この数日来その携帯の音を聞くと同じことをする。　今日姉だった。　　父の心は、　医者らが思ったより強いそうし、癌になった肺のふたつのにもう生き残りに苦戦している。　今ひそかに思う。　「 正しいことをしたか？」と。　　「まだ望みあるか？」と出し抜くこと止まらない。　さあ、気持ちが病的なー父親の死を待つのこと。　でも、　何かほかにできるか ( Read more... )