Oh dear. Lots of ~ma to you and G'ma, cass. {{{cass & GM}}} Call me if there's something I can do.
{{sj}}
Do I wish I was somebody else right now. Somebody not... married, not madly in love with a beautiful woman who can kill me with her pinkie!
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
EpicTangent - Dec 15, 2005 12:35:31 pm PST #113 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
JZ - Dec 15, 2005 12:48:38 pm PST #114 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Aw, geez. MG, my heart is all twisty for you and CJ. And you, Cass, and your grandmother. And you, sj, and the battle to get stuff done and finish the paper and cope with the evil job. Too much crappitude all around, dammit!
::shakes helpless fist at the universe::
Laura - Dec 15, 2005 12:58:35 pm PST #115 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
{{Cass}} All the healing ~ma I can muster headed your grandmother's way.
Cass - Dec 15, 2005 1:25:41 pm PST #116 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
She needs the other hip replaced really soon too but this sounds like something different. And not good.In silver lining news, looks like her other (non-replaced) hip is okay.
There appears to be a tumor on her pelvis though. I know nothing more than that. Talked to my stepmom for a while and we might know more later tonight.
Grandma is knocked out on morphine right now so I am going up there tomorrow.
She is demanding to be home for Christmas and the doctor said that if she was still there, she could be released for a few hours that day. The hell? If she's still there in two weeks???
I am thinking I ought not google until I have something more definitive to google. That way lies madness and the rending of garments.
Thank you for all of the thoughts, prayers and ~ma. I am a firm believer in them.
vw bug - Dec 15, 2005 1:36:56 pm PST #117 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Many thoughts, prayers and ~ma, Cass. How scary. I hope you find out more information soon.
I took a nice, long nap this afternoon and am feeling more human. I have made dinner, but Emily isn't home yet, so I just smell the goodness. If she doesn't get home soon, I'm gonna eat without her.
Laura - Dec 15, 2005 1:42:05 pm PST #118 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I am thinking I ought not google until I have something more definitive to google. That way lies madness and the rending of garments.
Don't Google! You don't have enough info yet for that. Thoughts are prayers are with you and grandma.
Cashmere - Dec 15, 2005 1:45:56 pm PST #119 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Recovery-ma for your grandma, Cass. Hip replacement is scary stuff.
{{{MG}}} The Mommy business is HARD. And the pay sucks.
Aimee, my thoughts are with your friend. I know how heart-breaking that can be.
Sparky1 - Dec 15, 2005 1:49:30 pm PST #120 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
{{Cass and family}} I hope the doctors have a definitive diagnosis (read: good news) for you soon, and that she's home well before Christmas.
I am jealous of vw's nap having.
Cass - Dec 15, 2005 2:32:06 pm PST #121 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Don't Google! You don't have enough info yet for that.I'm just going to scroll this along the bottom of my screen for a while. It's sadly true.
I hope the doctors have a definitive diagnosis (read: good news) for you soon, and that she's home well before Christmas.Me too. We hopefully will know a lot more once the bone scan results are back.
I just threw a fit at Verizon and it turned out to be a total mea culpa.
I grabbed my cell to call my mom and tell her about (technically step-)grandma and my phone wouldn't make a call out. This being five minutes after I got off the phone, so it *was* working.
Called tech, bitched and grumbled (brumbled!) about it but they couldn't troubleshoot while I was using the phone.
About five minutes later, I realized that I was trying to use my old deactivated phone that has been doubling as my phone book until I get to Verizon's store to have the info transferred to the actual working new phone.
What tipped me off? Actual names on the screen. Cause, see, the new phone doesn't have that info yet. I am dolt. A dolt who has three cell phones in my purse (oldold, old and crushed by car, and new) so it was really inevitable.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 15, 2005 2:32:34 pm PST #122 of 10001
What is even happening?
Smart woman, Cass. Resist the google, at least until you have an actual diagnosis. The list of what could be wrong with a human body is fear, itself.
You're all in my thoughts and prayers, and in my heart.
Maidengurl, I'm sorry for what you're going through with CJ. I feel a little bad for CJ, too. I could so see that happening to Ben, and to most boys, really.
Aimee, thoughts and strength for your friend, too.
As Trudy notes, the pond is a lot bigger, too. And the experience of going from ruling the middle school to being freshmen in the high school can through the bullies off their game long enough for the kids who had a hard time with them to find their niche.
Around here, the bigger-pond part of that isn't the case. Most of the surrounding towns have one middle school, and then one high school. Still, I think Middle School is hardest because of the age of the students, and because (at least around here) it usually is a bigger pond than elementary school was. By high school, kids have found their niche, their crowd, and can see light at the end of the tunnel, too.