FINALLY...My grandfather's system is a go! Infection is on the retreat and he is eating real food. He walked all the way down the corridor yesterday and will probably spend the most of this week in rehab and hopefully get back home within 2 weeks.

Thank you guys, sooo much for your support and hugs and suggestions and vibes. If we could bottle Buffista vibes of all sorts, we'd make a million!

Need major Buffista vibing now.

A major comic book company has agreed to look at one of my scripts, so I am hoping that they will be suitably impressed. Perhaps even get me gigs.

In other words, need the good vibes.

OK, this feels so less urgent than "Beep Me", but I wanted to say Hi...

I'm mad busy both at work (Grrr) and in life (yay!), and after getting behind in Natter, haven't even had time to catch up with daily posts, even if I skip and skim the thousands I missed.

So if anyone has noticed my absence...I'll be back in a few weeks, promise! Meanwhile I'm still reading here and some of the other, slower threads.

Every once in awhile I go in and read 20 posts in natter from where I left off...it's like a little time capsule! Right now I'm on "day-after-Halloween-too-much-candy-in-a-BAD-way" talk. :)

Today would have been my dad's 58th birthday. I say "would have been" because he died in June of complications from prostate cancer.

In order to honor his memory I would like to urge all Buffistae to please ask the men in your life--fathers, brothers, SOs--to please be checked for prostate cancer if they are over 40. It is such a treatable form of cancer if it is caught early.

And please give them all hugs.

(Edit: Apologies if this is the wrong thread.)

My father, who has just made it through six months of colon cancer chemotherapy, has been diagnosed with congestive heart failure. They're giving him a prognosis of eight years or go, which he says mock-cheerfully is pretty good at eighty-three. But it means he's barely recovering from one devastating blow when he received another.

When you combine this with my mother-in-law's two strokes, neither permanently damaging, this has been a really sucky year for parental health.

*sigh*

The good news: My grandfather's most recent c-dif culture came back negative. No more sign of the bacteria.

The bad news: His bowel is perking up quite as quickly as they thought, and the real food he had last night made him quite bloated and uncomfortable this morning so he's back on the gastric tube.

He's still feeling a lot better, though. Just needs....hell, I don't know.

A dear friend of mine has taken permanent benefitted employment at Lucasfilm. I hereby fan all extra jobma Buffistawards.

Ok. So, my mom's now in the hospital. Wake me when it's 2003.

This doesn't seem quite important enough, but I am very excited!

My friend has asked me to be the godmother to her 3 month old son. We had a long talk about the "promise to raise the child in the Catholic Chirch" and the fact that I am not very practicing. It was decided that since our religious views match, that was the important thing.

So-- I'm to be a god-mother!