I'm glad that your mother's doctors gave her the option of no chemo, especially at her age. With a slow growing cancer she'll have a much better experience if she's not going through those treatments. With my MiL it was a different story because her cancer was so aggressive.
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Sending vibes Tom's way, Nora.
I sm so tired and worried.
I am sure you are.
Is there a nurse line or hotline that you can call about his symptoms? Perhaps an aspirin just to be precautionary?
I am sorry. It's hard to worry about loved ones and be partially helpless.
Oh Nora, how scary! Healthy vibes to Tom and calming vibes to you.
Scrappy, I wish I knew what to say. Nothing ever seems adequate in circumstances like these.
Cass, go you with productivity! Unpacking is so damned hard.
meara, I'm sorry your job is being so annoying.
That sounds completely achievable. And remember, she's here to visit. You don't have to win any housekeeping awards, just make things comfortable.
Thanks, it was. I just finished, and now I'm going to go crawl into bed to try to get at least 6 good hours of sleep before my alarm goes off. Love you people. Truly. Having a safe place to go when I'm alone and freaking out is such a gift.
Called ambulance. Still in.front of house.
Scrappy, meant to give -ma, and hope its super slow growing (I know there have been some studies that show that if you autopsy people who die of other things, lots of them have cancer that hadn't grown).
Nora, I hope it's a false alarm and everyone is feeling relieved and foolish now! Two hospital dramas in a couple days is two too many!
{{{Nora and Tom}}}
We are at the er. They are concerned it's a collapsed lung.
I don't even.
Must be that kind of night. I woke up a little bit ago because my eczema was burning so bad. I have my cortisone on, waiting for it to dry to put on my prescription cream stuff. I also took a Benadryl.
I wonder if the hand solution I used at the shooting range today to get the gunpowder residue off my hands caused it? Or the giant ball of stress and upheaval in my life right now.
Either way, can I just say, fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck. It itches as bad as my shoulder hurt when I dislocated it.
Oh Nora ... {{{{hugs}}}} I hope the ER is quick to figure it out and efficient and effective care to fix it. So much love to you two. Also, maybe take Tom's bike away until he knows how to handle it?
And Pix - that shit would freak me right the hell out, too. Like, leave all my shit behind and go live elsewhere freak me out. Fucking hate rats and mice.
Scrappy - I wish your mom much pep and livelihood. She has so much love and support from you and your family and that is awesome.