((Steph))

It sounds like a difficult time with the mixed emotions and stuff.

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It sounds like a difficult time with the mixed emotions and stuff.

As an example, my Mom sent me a follow-up e-mail, where she said "[Caretaker!aunt] is so emotionally involved in this whole thing with Grandpa."

That kind of says it all about how screwed up the family relationships are. Mom is really detached from all this, because she *never* had a good relationship with Grandpa, so she perceives caretaker!aunt's involvement and emotions as too much. Plus, calling it "this whole thing with Grandpa," as if he decided to join a punk rock band. Yeesh.

Ugh.

Asthma's been getting progressively worse over the last several days. I just got back from running some errands and had to use my inhaler after walking up the stairs. So, I decided I probably should see if my PCP wanted me seen before the weekend, so I don't end up in the ER. She thinks it sounds like I definitely need steroids (but they won't prescribe those over the phone for me, because I tend to actually underestimate how bad things are and sometimes need more than just the steroids), so I've got an appointment to see the NP tomorrow afternoon.

The frustrating thing is I qualify for this new, hopefully fabulous, medication called Xolair, which is a shot that you get every three weeks. Well, there's some insurance issues and it turns out I'm going to have to be referred to another clinic at the hospital to be able to actually get the medication (that's the VERY short story). And, well, this is a big hospital and blah, blah, blah, so who knows how long this is gonna take for the referral to go through...then I have to actually get the appointment. And they might require more tests and yada yada yada.

So, in the meantime, steroids, here I come.

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That reminds me. She hasn't returned my call. Must try calling her again.

Plus, calling it "this whole thing with Grandpa," as if he decided to join a punk rock band. Yeesh.

You know, with that whole "without a nose" thing he probably could...

Plus, calling it "this whole thing with Grandpa," as if he decided to join a punk rock band. Yeesh.

You know, with that whole "without a nose" thing he probably could...

Nah, he ruined that plan when he went and got his nose rebuilt. He's so vain....

He's so vain....

He probably thinks this post is about him?