Updates
So: I didn't get to visit my grandmother last night--well, let me back up. If you're just coming in, I now have both grandmothers in the hospital. My father's mother, the one who was in a car accident, is on a ventilator in ICU, but seems stable. My mother's mother ended up going to the ER yesterday because she had a very bad dizzy spell and seemed to get weaker and weaker. My mother sat there with her for nine hours before they got a room; she did get some x-rays or scans or something or other while they were waiting, which is how we found out my grandmother had broken her foot (but not felt it, due to her neuropathy). Well, when she finally got a room, we found out why it had been such a long wait: they wanted to put her on the neurological floor, because... she has a brain tumor.
The doctors are very optimistic; they say it's non-cancerous and "very operable," easily reached and removed. I am still a bit concerned about a frail 86-year-old having brain surgery, but apparently a church friend of hers had something very similar done last month, and she's already back at church. So. The doctor was telling her and my mother that neither her age nor the tumor itself present any extraordinary risk; there's just the normal risk that anything could go wrong in any surgery. Of course, we all know what a paradoxically stoic wreck I was when my mother had her knee replaced ("You just never know, okay? YOU JUST NEVER KNOW"). The marble-sized fever blister on my lip that time was particularly entertaining--even better than the spontaneous rosacea (have you heard my new band, Spontaneous Rosacea?) that I developed out of nowhere the last time I was upset about something. What I'm saying is, I'm going to be worried whether it's "very operable" or not. But it's not as bad as it could be.
So she's having surgery early tomorrow morning. I'm just trying to be as calm as I can.
Meanwhile, doctoraicha tells me that the foresthouseeyes auctions are projected to bring in roughly $3000 at this point, which means that Emily's eye won't get repossessed on Monday. Yay! There's still the $4000 for the other eye, but there's less panic about the whole endeavor now. I've put up two signed paperback copies of Movies in Fifteen Minutes, and will put up a third as soon as the comm decides to stop eating my posting attempts. I'm also thinking about doing a Year of Postcards, as someone suggested. Someone else suggested printing out a copy of one or more of the Twilight recaps and signing it, which--look, I don't know why you'd want that, but if you do, I guess I can do that. Maybe even get it printed up at Lulu or something first, I don't know.
I would also suggest browsing the "knitted" category, as I know there's a Jayne hat, a Doctor Who scarf, and Harry Potter scarves up there, as well as many other things I would fight you for if I had any money. You can browse all the tags (things like "collectibles," "baked goods," "end date: october 27," "sandman," "diane duane," "ia ia ftaghn") here.
I was going to try to post some linkspam, but there are tornado sirens and I am tired, so: bring unto me the movie news (no politics) you think the people should know.
The doctors are very optimistic; they say it's non-cancerous and "very operable," easily reached and removed. I am still a bit concerned about a frail 86-year-old having brain surgery, but apparently a church friend of hers had something very similar done last month, and she's already back at church. So. The doctor was telling her and my mother that neither her age nor the tumor itself present any extraordinary risk; there's just the normal risk that anything could go wrong in any surgery. Of course, we all know what a paradoxically stoic wreck I was when my mother had her knee replaced ("You just never know, okay? YOU JUST NEVER KNOW"). The marble-sized fever blister on my lip that time was particularly entertaining--even better than the spontaneous rosacea (have you heard my new band, Spontaneous Rosacea?) that I developed out of nowhere the last time I was upset about something. What I'm saying is, I'm going to be worried whether it's "very operable" or not. But it's not as bad as it could be.
So she's having surgery early tomorrow morning. I'm just trying to be as calm as I can.
Meanwhile, doctoraicha tells me that the foresthouseeyes auctions are projected to bring in roughly $3000 at this point, which means that Emily's eye won't get repossessed on Monday. Yay! There's still the $4000 for the other eye, but there's less panic about the whole endeavor now. I've put up two signed paperback copies of Movies in Fifteen Minutes, and will put up a third as soon as the comm decides to stop eating my posting attempts. I'm also thinking about doing a Year of Postcards, as someone suggested. Someone else suggested printing out a copy of one or more of the Twilight recaps and signing it, which--look, I don't know why you'd want that, but if you do, I guess I can do that. Maybe even get it printed up at Lulu or something first, I don't know.
I would also suggest browsing the "knitted" category, as I know there's a Jayne hat, a Doctor Who scarf, and Harry Potter scarves up there, as well as many other things I would fight you for if I had any money. You can browse all the tags (things like "collectibles," "baked goods," "end date: october 27," "sandman," "diane duane," "ia ia ftaghn") here.
I was going to try to post some linkspam, but there are tornado sirens and I am tired, so: bring unto me the movie news (no politics) you think the people should know.