So, lj-land, I rarely do this
But please think good thoughts for my mom.
When I got up today, she was on the couch, and told me that she was in a lot of pain - one of the cramps that she (and I) gets some times. It feels sort of like the muscles that hold your ribs together are trying to contract, centered at your sternum, but going all the way around your torso. She said the pain was bad enough that she was considering going to the hospital. I asked if she wanted me to take her there, she said no.
I scowled, and said that I was going to take a shower and then ask her how she was feeling again. And if she said no and if I didn't believe her, she'd get bundled up in the car anyway. So I showered, and went back out. She was mostly asleep, which convinced me, cause sleeping through one of those isn't an option.
So I went to work, and came home eight hours later, and no one was home 'cept the dogs. Which didn't bother me that much, cause sometimes they'll go to dinner or whatever and be late.
Yeah, that's not what it was.
She's in the hospital, getting a steady morphine drip, ready to have her gall bladder taken out tomorrow. Yike.
So, please, lj-land, think good thoughts, pray (if that's your bag) for my mom.
When I got up today, she was on the couch, and told me that she was in a lot of pain - one of the cramps that she (and I) gets some times. It feels sort of like the muscles that hold your ribs together are trying to contract, centered at your sternum, but going all the way around your torso. She said the pain was bad enough that she was considering going to the hospital. I asked if she wanted me to take her there, she said no.
I scowled, and said that I was going to take a shower and then ask her how she was feeling again. And if she said no and if I didn't believe her, she'd get bundled up in the car anyway. So I showered, and went back out. She was mostly asleep, which convinced me, cause sleeping through one of those isn't an option.
So I went to work, and came home eight hours later, and no one was home 'cept the dogs. Which didn't bother me that much, cause sometimes they'll go to dinner or whatever and be late.
Yeah, that's not what it was.
She's in the hospital, getting a steady morphine drip, ready to have her gall bladder taken out tomorrow. Yike.
So, please, lj-land, think good thoughts, pray (if that's your bag) for my mom.