An emailed sympathy note would have Miss Manners reaching for her smelling salts.

I found the obituary and will follow the "in lieu of" instructions for a donation to the Hospice that cared for him rather than using email.

It's got to get easier at some point. It's just got to.

May it happen sooner, rather than later. Is there a chance of getting her into her own room soon so she can scream her adorable little head off with a wall and a door between you and her?

Is there a chance of getting her into her own room soon so she can scream her adorable little head off with a wall and a door between you and her?

None at all. We could maybe turn the computer nook, the only other remotely bedroom-like space (a cold, drafty, leaky-in-the-rain space at that) in the apartment, into a bed nook, but from the nook to our bedroom door is a straight, doorless shot right down our bowling-alley central hallway. The only other room with a door is Emmett's, which generally contains Emmett, who's now an official teenager and unenthused about sharing a room with a 3-year-old girl still in nighttime pullups, even if she's a sister he adores during the day.

An emailed sympathy note would have Miss Manners reaching for her smelling salts.

I found the obituary and will follow the "in lieu of" instructions for a donation to the Hospice that cared for him rather than using email.

As someone who recently went through this, I was happy to get either e-mail or snail mail messages of sympathy. Some of my most treasured messages came by way of FB after I had posted a long note there about my mom.

I know that isn't Miss Manners approved, but it worked for me.

We could maybe turn the computer nook, the only other remotely bedroom-like space (a cold, drafty, leaky-in-the-rain space at that) in the apartment, into a bed nook

If you did decide to do that, I am generally handy and know other handy-type peoples who'd be happy to make it less cold, drafty, and leaky.

pats JZ & Hec, hands them coffee

Connie, best wishes and lots of ~ma for your husband (could expelling the lutherans be considered a counter-reformation?).

Connie, tons of ~ma your way. Skill & Precision~ma for the surgeons, and comfort/peace-of-mind~ma for you, hubby, and family.

. Also, I asked for an address to which to send a note, and the person who posted just told me to send an email to his mother. It doesn't feel right to send my sympathies that way.

I don't send email unless I know that the person is email savvy. I generally wouldn't sent them to an older person (like a mom or dad), but would (and have) sent them to board folks. Also, wouldn't send email to someone that I didn't know used email regularly.

Today cancelled due to migraine. Typical.

I'm just getting over a migraine that came on like a lightning bolt yesterday. (Normally, I can feel them coming, gathering strength and evilness, which gives me time to take drugs in the hopes of keeping it from getting bad. But yesterday's was literally -- one minute, my head was fine, and the next there was elephant-kicking-my-face pain.) I am doped up as much as I can be without lapsing into unconsciousness, and it's finally slowly abating.

Stoopid migraines. They should be banned.

Stoopid migraines. They should be banned.

I've just spent three hours alternately sleeping and throwing up. I agree with your statement entirely.

Steph, I hope you're feeling better soon. It's never good when they come on too fast to take stuff that helps.

I would like to ask my body why it's so determined to sabotage my dissertation. I mean, did I do something to piss it off? (Apart from all the liver-destroying. And weight-gaining. And sleep deprivation. And failure to exercise. And... yeah, OK.)

{{{Teppy & Seska}}} Migraine~ma.