long and really boring update
I know that an update is long overdue and I’m sorry. Unfortunately, while life is busy, it doesn’t leave a lot of time for pondering or whimsical, witty writing. A lot is going on this month and the next so I’ll try to do an information dump rather than expound overmuch, cause that would bore you to tears.
My surgery is on Friday. Whoo hoo. The highlight is that I won’t be counting noms. Or doing mark up codes. callmelydia is coming down to watch the kids while I’m there and for the first few days while I recover. I hope we don’t frighten her off permanently. My boys can be punks when they put their minds to it.
We found out that Trooper does need surgery. It is scheduled for the 23rd of August and he should be home that night and just as ornery as ever in a week or so.
We got the results of Beloved Husband’s spinal MRI today. This is something I’ve not spoken of to many people, mostly because I was really worried. Last month the normal aches and pains of his work intensified to the point of him losing hours of sleep and his right arm went numb. He didn’t lose use of his arm, but it adopted that ‘pins and needles’ feeling as a default setting. His chiropractor suspected a bulging disc in his neck and was right, sort of. There is a vertebrae in his neck that is just on the cusp of being herniated. It is compressing all the nerve bundles for his right arm. The good news is that the doc thinks we caught it in time to fix it with therapy. The bad news is that he referred us to a neurosurgeon just in case he is wrong. More on that as it comes.
One of my husband’s coworker’s died this evening. She didn’t even know she was sick until Wednesday evening. She was put into intensive care with leukemia. I didn’t know her, but I have to wonder: Who did she leave behind? Was she frightened to die? Was she at peace? Was she relieved? I hope she is somewhere better now. Trooper heard Beloved and I discussing her and asked if he was going to die someday, too.
Mostly, I’m tired. I am looking forward to the surgery and some enforced down time. Maybe I’ll actually sleep at a decent hour since I obviously lack the sense of a twelve year old child and currently stay up til 3 am playing literati with various net buddies from tf.n. I am looking forward to this weekend coming and going so that the ‘hard part’ is over with the awards and I am brainstorming on the ceremony. If you have requests for canon appearances, speak now or forever hold your breath.
I will say that despite it all, I am very much at peace with my life right now. Last week was a bit harder to comprehend everything. It all seemed to pile up: my dad’s cancer, my aunt’s cancer, my mom in law’s health, Beloved’s mysterious malady, Trooper’s surgery, my surgery, money, Little Man’s moodiness, laundry (always the laundry! lolz), responsibilities I’ve accepted at church, even my fanfic addiction… yeah. I think I found my center again, though, and am content now.
Bring it on. *grin*
My surgery is on Friday. Whoo hoo. The highlight is that I won’t be counting noms. Or doing mark up codes. callmelydia is coming down to watch the kids while I’m there and for the first few days while I recover. I hope we don’t frighten her off permanently. My boys can be punks when they put their minds to it.
We found out that Trooper does need surgery. It is scheduled for the 23rd of August and he should be home that night and just as ornery as ever in a week or so.
We got the results of Beloved Husband’s spinal MRI today. This is something I’ve not spoken of to many people, mostly because I was really worried. Last month the normal aches and pains of his work intensified to the point of him losing hours of sleep and his right arm went numb. He didn’t lose use of his arm, but it adopted that ‘pins and needles’ feeling as a default setting. His chiropractor suspected a bulging disc in his neck and was right, sort of. There is a vertebrae in his neck that is just on the cusp of being herniated. It is compressing all the nerve bundles for his right arm. The good news is that the doc thinks we caught it in time to fix it with therapy. The bad news is that he referred us to a neurosurgeon just in case he is wrong. More on that as it comes.
One of my husband’s coworker’s died this evening. She didn’t even know she was sick until Wednesday evening. She was put into intensive care with leukemia. I didn’t know her, but I have to wonder: Who did she leave behind? Was she frightened to die? Was she at peace? Was she relieved? I hope she is somewhere better now. Trooper heard Beloved and I discussing her and asked if he was going to die someday, too.
Mostly, I’m tired. I am looking forward to the surgery and some enforced down time. Maybe I’ll actually sleep at a decent hour since I obviously lack the sense of a twelve year old child and currently stay up til 3 am playing literati with various net buddies from tf.n. I am looking forward to this weekend coming and going so that the ‘hard part’ is over with the awards and I am brainstorming on the ceremony. If you have requests for canon appearances, speak now or forever hold your breath.
I will say that despite it all, I am very much at peace with my life right now. Last week was a bit harder to comprehend everything. It all seemed to pile up: my dad’s cancer, my aunt’s cancer, my mom in law’s health, Beloved’s mysterious malady, Trooper’s surgery, my surgery, money, Little Man’s moodiness, laundry (always the laundry! lolz), responsibilities I’ve accepted at church, even my fanfic addiction… yeah. I think I found my center again, though, and am content now.
Bring it on. *grin*