I hear you Omnis. I was giving my dad a ride to the VA last summer because he said they didn't want him driving home after the tests. What tests? Oh, they think I might have had another stroke.
WTF stroke? Wait a minute, another?!?
Very convincing. Makes me completely want to put myself under government control. Please take me to where you can make me unconscious and naked.
Riley ,'Help'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
brenda m - Sep 16, 2009 4:10:44 pm PDT #23465 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
sj - Sep 16, 2009 4:15:02 pm PDT #23466 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Barb and Omnis}}} I'm sorry your families are driving you batty.
Omnis, surgery~ma for your dad.
Last night I dragged TCG out to do errands because I haven't been able to do them myself, and today Mom was here and we got more done. I still managed to forget things. Bah!
billytea - Sep 16, 2009 4:21:20 pm PDT #23467 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
This one goes out to o_a's dad, and anyone else... with a pancreas. [link]
Barb - Sep 16, 2009 4:25:02 pm PDT #23468 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Oh omnis... parents is so weird.
And yes, I know my kids will be saying that about me some day. Actually, who am I kidding? They say that now. To my face. I love my kids. So I won't pull whacked out shit like not telling them if I've totaled my car or am having major surgery.
Cashmere - Sep 16, 2009 4:25:53 pm PDT #23469 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Believe it or not, there is ANOTHER Pancreas Song.
Cass - Sep 16, 2009 4:36:03 pm PDT #23470 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Argh! We keep talking about calling our parents and I keep reading and forgetting to CALL MY PARENTS. I am calling my parents now.
§ ita § - Sep 16, 2009 4:37:08 pm PDT #23471 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I asked my sister why my mother wasn't replying to my emails, and then my mother replied to my emails. That was so much simpler than calling her or asking her myself.
Of course, that reminds me that I need to reply to her email now.
StuntHusband - Sep 16, 2009 4:51:58 pm PDT #23472 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
My mom did that with her double mastectomy 4 years ago.
There's distance between my mom's partner and me; there was a while when 6 months or more would go between contact, to avoid making mom's partner lose her temper with me (she hates children in a way that makes me look like the Best! Parent! Ever!, and she has trouble seeing my sister and I as adults instead of my mom's kids...anyway)
After one of those long silences, my sister says, casually, "Mom's physical therapy is going well."
?!?
"Physical therapy?"
And she looked at me and went perfectly white. "Oh. They didn't tell you. The doctor found unusual tissue, mom had both breasts removed, she's in PT to help make sure the scars don't pull her into a bad posture."
?!!?!!??!?!!?!?!?
And so on.
Barb - Sep 16, 2009 5:04:31 pm PDT #23473 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Oh sweet zombie Jesus, SH. That's how you found out? How unbelievably sucktastic.
Atropa - Sep 16, 2009 5:08:02 pm PDT #23474 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Barb, that neighborhood is close-ish to us.
Calling parents, right. I will do that once I am done eating dinner.