Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood
*sigh*
just when things were looking good for the weekend, the body decides to piss me about. Urrrgh.
in other news, Mum is looking like she might be out of hospital this week. I was there when the doctor came to talk to her about her test results, so I got it straight from the horse's mouth - she has cirrhosis of the liver, which wasn't news, but at least there wasn't anything else wrong - cancer runs in our family, and they had to rule that out.
Th doctor also told her that they lose about 50% of the patients that come in as bad as she was, but that if she sticks to not drinking she'll be fine. I'm very glad the organ she chose to sabotage is the one with all the built-in redundancies and regenerative capabilities.
She's still very weak (she'd almost starved herself to death as well, because the huge swelling and liquid retention round the liver made it hard for her to keep anything down) but she's going to be all right.
it's insanely hot still, and very uncomfortable. Mum phoned this morning to give me the day off from visiting, bless her heart. So very not fun tooling around on buses in this. Last night I was mean and shut Cassie in the bedroom overnight just so I could open the damn windows - it's almost worse at night, when the building gives up all the heat that's soaked into it during the day. She didn't actually object; she tends to stay in the wardrobe once she's had her late-night feed anyway.
james_the_evil1 gave me a good idea for improvising catproof window screens, though - the easiest way to rig those will be to duct-tape heavyish plastic mesh over the windows. Hopefully be able to put that into operation over the weekend.
just when things were looking good for the weekend, the body decides to piss me about. Urrrgh.
in other news, Mum is looking like she might be out of hospital this week. I was there when the doctor came to talk to her about her test results, so I got it straight from the horse's mouth - she has cirrhosis of the liver, which wasn't news, but at least there wasn't anything else wrong - cancer runs in our family, and they had to rule that out.
Th doctor also told her that they lose about 50% of the patients that come in as bad as she was, but that if she sticks to not drinking she'll be fine. I'm very glad the organ she chose to sabotage is the one with all the built-in redundancies and regenerative capabilities.
She's still very weak (she'd almost starved herself to death as well, because the huge swelling and liquid retention round the liver made it hard for her to keep anything down) but she's going to be all right.
it's insanely hot still, and very uncomfortable. Mum phoned this morning to give me the day off from visiting, bless her heart. So very not fun tooling around on buses in this. Last night I was mean and shut Cassie in the bedroom overnight just so I could open the damn windows - it's almost worse at night, when the building gives up all the heat that's soaked into it during the day. She didn't actually object; she tends to stay in the wardrobe once she's had her late-night feed anyway.
james_the_evil1 gave me a good idea for improvising catproof window screens, though - the easiest way to rig those will be to duct-tape heavyish plastic mesh over the windows. Hopefully be able to put that into operation over the weekend.