Back in 'bama.
But not after more drama.
My mom has been giving herself panic attacks since Friday. Her cardiologist was on call this weekend, and she called him Friday and Saturday. Today at lunch, I dragged her into the car and took her to the ER. They did her vitals. Dr. D. says that her EKG was fine. I told him I thought it was anxiety and he seemed extremely relieved. Mom is staying in overnight, her regular MD is coming in to see her tomorrow to see if she has arthritis in her shoulder,
they may do the cath thingy again to prove to her that the stint
works. Her arm stopped hurting and the BP and pulse calmed once she was admitted. Lest I sound callous, my four brothers, two sisters in law and 2 semi-SILs are all in the same town. I, on the other hand, have to go to court all friggin' week. I forgot my
beer, to my horror. No Sunday sales here.
The doctors are going to give her anti-anxiety meds. See how that does. I told them, hell, I'm on Zoloft.
In other news, my rebuilt transmission shifted through the gears so quickly it almost unnerved me on the 4-hour drive home.
Cat sitter apparently threw litter down toilet. So the first two things I did were to snake the toilet and mop the floor. All three cats are on the screened porch now. There is very little cat food left. They're gonna have to live off their fat until tomorrow.
I have to go hand deliver the rent money at lunch, because I forgot to pay it before I shot down to Georgia. Fortunately, I remembered and called my landlord from the cardiac ward. Always lends a cachet of realism.
Okay, now must post my Wes/Faith ficathon fic, then go take a shower.
My mom has been giving herself panic attacks since Friday. Her cardiologist was on call this weekend, and she called him Friday and Saturday. Today at lunch, I dragged her into the car and took her to the ER. They did her vitals. Dr. D. says that her EKG was fine. I told him I thought it was anxiety and he seemed extremely relieved. Mom is staying in overnight, her regular MD is coming in to see her tomorrow to see if she has arthritis in her shoulder,
they may do the cath thingy again to prove to her that the stint
works. Her arm stopped hurting and the BP and pulse calmed once she was admitted. Lest I sound callous, my four brothers, two sisters in law and 2 semi-SILs are all in the same town. I, on the other hand, have to go to court all friggin' week. I forgot my
beer, to my horror. No Sunday sales here.
The doctors are going to give her anti-anxiety meds. See how that does. I told them, hell, I'm on Zoloft.
In other news, my rebuilt transmission shifted through the gears so quickly it almost unnerved me on the 4-hour drive home.
Cat sitter apparently threw litter down toilet. So the first two things I did were to snake the toilet and mop the floor. All three cats are on the screened porch now. There is very little cat food left. They're gonna have to live off their fat until tomorrow.
I have to go hand deliver the rent money at lunch, because I forgot to pay it before I shot down to Georgia. Fortunately, I remembered and called my landlord from the cardiac ward. Always lends a cachet of realism.
Okay, now must post my Wes/Faith ficathon fic, then go take a shower.