Hubby's up on the recuperation floor. It was my misunderstanding on the going home thing, they said he'd be out of critical care today, which is a good thing. I ran into the surgeon in the hall tonight as I was leaving to get dinner, and he stopped and asked how Hubby was doing. I've never had one of the specialists actually recognize me out of immediate context, ie, with my husband a few feet away on an operating table.

So he's resting/sleeping a lot, possibly coming home tomorrow. Much sleep will help him best. Now I need to see if I can find the floppy, more squeezable wolf for him to sleep with. Doesn't everyone have several stuffed critters to choose from?

Hubby said he wished I'd gone to work so I wouldn't be sitting around worrying about him. I laughed at him.

{{connie and hubby}} I hope you can get some rest too.

{{{{{{Sophia}}}}}}

Been there, Sophia. Are you sure you aren't dealing with the aphole who bought the apartment I was living in before I bought this house?

Same story.

Much ~ma and hugs all round. I'm too muzzy-headed now to be choerent...er.. gohernia..

I can't think or type straight to save my sould.

Whatever that is.

ETA: Oh! Right. Was grinning from all the ppl and peeps and whaatnot appreciating the photos from Dan's visit... and wanted to say, Ginger was the one who really cottoned on to the truth: the cats are cute.

Lots of medical, moving, and job~ma to everyone who needs it.

I'm v.v. tired. Mom's more tired. We worked on the house. Forgot to take pictures, but I think I can get some tomorrow before we paint.

My grandmother didn't get her stuff out (I swear NO ONE has been helping her. I haven't been helping, but her kids -- not so much with the help). The carpet cleaners came, mom had to move stuff. Turns out that the ripped my grandparents 50th anniversary picture. The one that my uncle ended up picking up on the day my grandfather died.

Anyway.

We discovered that my grandmother was living in filth. That sounds bad -- but seriously her house was dirty, dusty, greasy kitchen, stuff everywhere. She can't see it I think and couldn't move stuff and get up to reach it.

And the kitchen looks HUGE without all the stuff crammed in it. I didn't want to take before pictures of that. But there will be pictures. Tomorrow we paint the ceiling. Friday the walls. And move in on Sat or Sunday---at least my bed, computer, food, and alarm clock. I can live without everything else. Well, I'll need clothes.

Askye, I'm sure someone can repair the photo if you check around. It's a shame it was ripped, but the rest of your news is very exciting. I can't believe you're so close!

~ma to everyone who needs it. I could use a little myself. A week ago I hurt the muscles in my lower back in PT. It's still hurting, thankfully not as bad as Susan's, but it's making it difficult to get much accomplished and I have a lot of work to do.

Oh also, there's a hot water heater in th ekitchen that doesn't work. It's in the corner (the real one is in the utility room). It's blocked in by drawers and the oven -- both of which can be moved out. So Mom has the ambitious idea of (at some point) building a piece to fit there. Just with plywood but anything is better than the wasted space.

Hello Lovelies,

Just sticking my head back in the door to say Hi (and Bye) after a hellish day (no concern necessary, just inordinately glad to be headed home).

Back, Recovery, New Home, and any other -ma's that I missed to all who needs 'em.

Yay to vw, Cass, and anybody else with yay-worthy news.

Won't be back before tomorrow or Friday - Still gotta finish Project 5 for Statistics. I sat down to start typing up the report part and realized that I did Claim 2 COMPLETELY wrong, so must to do over, then type up. Plus, oh yeah, the studying for the actual Final.

If anybody has any Statistics-ma, please send it SoCal-ward. Thank you much.

Hate to just post and run, I feel like a mole in your yard or something. Well, here's to actual conversations - after the semester's over.

TTFN

All the best with your stats, Epic!