TAKE IT, JARS! Seriously. It sounds like a wonderful opportunity.
Stephanie, I hope you caught some sleep.
Following Buffistas reviews, I'm hoping Tomapax will do good for the sis. Poor thing got migraines most of the time, at least half of the month. And she's forcing herself to work and study with them (she's been serving with them in the IDF in a half-combat position, so she got used to be half-active with them).
ION. I'm starting to sense a pattern. From Monday noons to Wednesday nights, I'm freakishly happy. On Thursdays, it's Approach Me And I Will End You day. Not sure what's happening here, and maybe I just can't socialize and be nice to people more than 3 days in a row, but I'm impatient and "Meh" and don't understand wtf is going with my emotional system, and why it's on and off and messing with me on specific days of the week.
Chemo~ma for Connie's sister.
Max isn't doing well. We've started him on a new chemo regimen. If it doesn't help, I think we're going to have to Make The Decision.
Jars, that sounds like a great opportunity.
Stephanie, so glad you and your mortgage broker figured things out. And, a pox on your mortgage company.
Caution: work rant ahead: I am thankful that I have a job that I like particularly in the sucky climate that Illinois has for teachers right now. I know thousands of teachers got laid off last year and my district did not have to lay anyone off (for this year...next year we probably will). And, I know we made cost saving cutbacks to help with that. Including getting rid of all printers. We now have to print to the copy machine. Which is one floor up and the entire building away from me. So, not a quick thing to do. Assuming the mothereffer even works, which frankly, it does not. Ever. I can't ever print anything at school anymore. I print at home and bring it to work and make copies. Which of course means that I can't ever change my plans without at least 2 days notice which doesn't always work in teaching. I don't have textbooks, so it's not like I can just have them turn to a different page. I am so frustrated I can't stand it. Imagine not being able to print at work. Ever. Fucking pisses me off to no end.
Please return to your regularly scheduled lovely morning.
FWIW, my sister did great on Topomax - once she'd passed through the initial Dopomax brain-fog phase, her migraines vanished almost entirely.
Oh Fred Pete, I'm sorry. {{{}}} ~ma to all of you.
Oh, Betsy, I'm so sorry for the Topamax misery, and full of HULK SMASH rage at your employers (and also heartbroken, because it used to be such an amazing place to work and gave you so much joy; it's disheartening and terrifying how quickly the culture can change with just a handful of different people in place). But it's so good to see you here again.
Jars, DO IT.
Connie, I'm so sorry, and vibing hard for your sister. And cancer can go hang itself, the sooner the better.
bonny, all possible peace and ease and comfort to Niki. You and she have both been such blessings in each other's lives, and yet no matter how much time you have it's still never enough. Wishing her, and you, every imaginable grace at this time.
ChiKat, that sounds enraging.
Much more meara-ing, but now off to dress Matilda and run out the door. Bah.
Oh, and Jessica - thanks for the info.
Betsy - what JZ said. I am sorry.
Fred Pete, I'm so sorry. Fingers very crossed for a change in outlook.
I'm starting to lean towards applying for the BM job, but am very worried that after the year I'd be out on my arse and have no job and no way to pay my bills. Eep.
Jars, this seriously sounds like the kind of opportunity that's worth taking a leap in the dark for.
