Stupid cold/flu thing
I blame the paper. I think it made me sick. However, it is finished and turned it, even if it did degenerate into a rant about how we can't just focus on access without paying attention to information literacy, which I'm pretty sure is not what I was supposed to be writing about. I was supposed to be discussing some reports and articles on the definition and state of the digital divide. Which I did address, a little. For about half the paper. I do not have a brilliant career as an academic ahead of me.
Praise the Lord from the heavens for that.
I have caught a cold/flu thing, which is inconvenient.
My grandmother is nearing the end of her battle with cancer. I am glad she got to see Hawaii, but I am pissed that she only got to see it out a hospital window. My grandmother's wish for her remaining days was to go on a cruise to Hawaii. My uncle made it happen, and they got all the way out into the Pacific Ocean and then my grandmother had a seizure and broke her hip. When they arrived in Hawaii she was taken to the hospital and the decision was made that she could not complete the cruise. As of earlier today she was on a med-evac plane back to her home, as she insists on not dying in a hospital. I don't blame her in the slightest. My mother and uncles are on their way to her house. Mom called to say she probably has a week at most to live. I'm disappointed that she did not get to spend more time on the cruise, and that she only got to see Hawaii out the window of a hospice care facility. At the same time, I am happy she made it on the cruise and got to see Hawaii at all, when she was originally not expected to be in any condition to go, if she survived that long at all. She apparently had a great time on the boat. When we put her on the bus up to Vancouver, we all lined up and did a kick line as she drove off. She was crying, not sure if she would see us again. We all said, go! It is now or never, and we would rather you get to see Hawaii. And she had a blast on the cruise, seeing a show and dressing up and generally being giddy. My mother is being very strange about this whole week, wanting my sister and I to stay where we are and keep working and going to classes. I find this a little weird, but I guess if it is going to agitate my mother for us to go down there I will stay put. I had already made my peace with not seeing my grandmother again, because I honestly thought she was likely to die on the cruise. Having her die at home, at least my mother and my uncles can be there with her.
Praise the Lord from the heavens for that.
I have caught a cold/flu thing, which is inconvenient.
My grandmother is nearing the end of her battle with cancer. I am glad she got to see Hawaii, but I am pissed that she only got to see it out a hospital window. My grandmother's wish for her remaining days was to go on a cruise to Hawaii. My uncle made it happen, and they got all the way out into the Pacific Ocean and then my grandmother had a seizure and broke her hip. When they arrived in Hawaii she was taken to the hospital and the decision was made that she could not complete the cruise. As of earlier today she was on a med-evac plane back to her home, as she insists on not dying in a hospital. I don't blame her in the slightest. My mother and uncles are on their way to her house. Mom called to say she probably has a week at most to live. I'm disappointed that she did not get to spend more time on the cruise, and that she only got to see Hawaii out the window of a hospice care facility. At the same time, I am happy she made it on the cruise and got to see Hawaii at all, when she was originally not expected to be in any condition to go, if she survived that long at all. She apparently had a great time on the boat. When we put her on the bus up to Vancouver, we all lined up and did a kick line as she drove off. She was crying, not sure if she would see us again. We all said, go! It is now or never, and we would rather you get to see Hawaii. And she had a blast on the cruise, seeing a show and dressing up and generally being giddy. My mother is being very strange about this whole week, wanting my sister and I to stay where we are and keep working and going to classes. I find this a little weird, but I guess if it is going to agitate my mother for us to go down there I will stay put. I had already made my peace with not seeing my grandmother again, because I honestly thought she was likely to die on the cruise. Having her die at home, at least my mother and my uncles can be there with her.