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i still have no desire to post. i have nothing to say. sometimes i get almost wound up enough to make a post, but by the time i get half of it written, i'm over whatever i was writing about.
furthermore, with my niece in the hospital this week, i'm struggling to find the relevance of my little whines/rants/jokes/mental meanderings.
niece news: they're in the hospital this week in houston, at the behest of the mitochondrial specialist they saw there recently. when joy asked to delay this visit by a week, the doctor said she didn't think they have that much time to waste. so they're in the hospital in houston. they've run a battery of neuro tests (EEG, MRI, lumbar puncture - aka: spinal tap) and they're waiting for results.
because nothing with this baby can ever go in a routine, normal fashion, her lumbar puncture is not healing. it continues to drain cerebrospinal fluid, leaving her with a whopping headache. i don't know how much time you've spent around babies experiencing headaches, but the only thing she really needs to do in order to heal up that spinal puncture is to lie still and flat on her back. babies with headaches don't do that.
so in order to get her to lie still and flat (and to relieve her headache) they're putting her on morphine. *sigh*
so i don't want to write about what i did today, or my daffodils that are blooming, or my tulips that are new, or my irises that are resolutely refusing to flower. i don't want to write about how rose is in austin this week and i got so spooked by the windstorm last night rattling the doors and windows that i picked up a club and played WoW until 3 am with a club in my lap. And I really don't want to talk about getting my poor feelings hurt by silly shit in the road trip cancellation department.
keep my sister in your prayers, please. the baby is already in god's hands, but her parents are having a fucking difficult time right now, and they need all the support and love they can get.
furthermore, with my niece in the hospital this week, i'm struggling to find the relevance of my little whines/rants/jokes/mental meanderings.
niece news: they're in the hospital this week in houston, at the behest of the mitochondrial specialist they saw there recently. when joy asked to delay this visit by a week, the doctor said she didn't think they have that much time to waste. so they're in the hospital in houston. they've run a battery of neuro tests (EEG, MRI, lumbar puncture - aka: spinal tap) and they're waiting for results.
because nothing with this baby can ever go in a routine, normal fashion, her lumbar puncture is not healing. it continues to drain cerebrospinal fluid, leaving her with a whopping headache. i don't know how much time you've spent around babies experiencing headaches, but the only thing she really needs to do in order to heal up that spinal puncture is to lie still and flat on her back. babies with headaches don't do that.
so in order to get her to lie still and flat (and to relieve her headache) they're putting her on morphine. *sigh*
so i don't want to write about what i did today, or my daffodils that are blooming, or my tulips that are new, or my irises that are resolutely refusing to flower. i don't want to write about how rose is in austin this week and i got so spooked by the windstorm last night rattling the doors and windows that i picked up a club and played WoW until 3 am with a club in my lap. And I really don't want to talk about getting my poor feelings hurt by silly shit in the road trip cancellation department.
keep my sister in your prayers, please. the baby is already in god's hands, but her parents are having a fucking difficult time right now, and they need all the support and love they can get.