Grandma
December 28, 1928 - September 2, 2008
December 28, 1928 - September 2, 2008
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Back home. Safely.
Grandma has cancer.
Grandma has cancer.
YAY!!! Road Trip!!!!
downside, Grandma's in the hospital again. *sigh*
downside, Grandma's in the hospital again. *sigh*
Grandma's home!
She's tired, slightly bruised, but seems alright. Bruising is normal after all the IVs and blood tests she's had.
In other things, I had a very strange dream. Angelina Jolie came by to get her hair trimmed, and Brad Pitt came by to pick her up and left his shirt behind. And I gave the shirt to my brother and told him he shouldn't put on more spray stuff than Brad Pitt does.
Quite odd since I don't particularly care for any of the people that were in my dream.
I finished my bikini bra as well. I think. I might go and make an extra string for the top parts. We'll see.
She's tired, slightly bruised, but seems alright. Bruising is normal after all the IVs and blood tests she's had.
In other things, I had a very strange dream. Angelina Jolie came by to get her hair trimmed, and Brad Pitt came by to pick her up and left his shirt behind. And I gave the shirt to my brother and told him he shouldn't put on more spray stuff than Brad Pitt does.
Quite odd since I don't particularly care for any of the people that were in my dream.
I finished my bikini bra as well. I think. I might go and make an extra string for the top parts. We'll see.
Time of Day
I've been doing a little bit of thinking the past few days while practicing my crocheting.
Everyone has favorite times of the day. Mine's from sunset to just past dawn.
Though, lately, with Grandma in the hospital still, my second favorite time has become my daily phone call to her. She ends each one with an "I love you." And I feel, if just for a moment, wanted and liked and loved. It's something that's not said often. Well, not said in the way that it sounds like it's meant. I'll tell it to Mom, but the answer I get is in the tone of "I'm just answering so you shut up".
What is everyone's favorite time of day?
Everyone has favorite times of the day. Mine's from sunset to just past dawn.
Though, lately, with Grandma in the hospital still, my second favorite time has become my daily phone call to her. She ends each one with an "I love you." And I feel, if just for a moment, wanted and liked and loved. It's something that's not said often. Well, not said in the way that it sounds like it's meant. I'll tell it to Mom, but the answer I get is in the tone of "I'm just answering so you shut up".
What is everyone's favorite time of day?
Grandma had her surgery today. They didn't do the whole shebang, but they put a scope in and checked it out. It doesn't look cancerous. Yay.
Yay for IJ being back.
Grandma went to the hospital on Monday for her biopsies. They decided to keep her, and have been doing tests since. The latest I've heard, since I'm doing a fine line of knowing what's going on and being oblivious, is that her ovaries have largish masses on them, and they're going to take them out, if her heart is up to the surgery. At least, that's what I'm sure she said on the phone tonight.
The downside is, I'm stuck here at home answering the damn phone every time one of the church ladies call. As far as they know, I know nothing beyond knowing she's still there.
I think that's about it for now.
Grandma went to the hospital on Monday for her biopsies. They decided to keep her, and have been doing tests since. The latest I've heard, since I'm doing a fine line of knowing what's going on and being oblivious, is that her ovaries have largish masses on them, and they're going to take them out, if her heart is up to the surgery. At least, that's what I'm sure she said on the phone tonight.
The downside is, I'm stuck here at home answering the damn phone every time one of the church ladies call. As far as they know, I know nothing beyond knowing she's still there.
I think that's about it for now.