Steph, which IEEE magazine? Spectrum?
Spectrum. It was the issue with the really remotely located 10,000-year clock.
'Out Of Gas'
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Steph, which IEEE magazine? Spectrum?
Spectrum. It was the issue with the really remotely located 10,000-year clock.
Spectrum is hot. nods
bonny, is Bartleby okay? How are *you*?
Yes and no.
We are 44 days into this situation...plus the 5 years, of course...and he is still not healed.
We changed antibiotics yesterday, which precipitated some 'interesting' side effects...added to the existing stuff.
The multiple trips to hospital have been for laser treatments for his wounds to promote the healing that is going slowly and because of continued blood draining from his backside wounds and spraying of blood from his nose .
No more lasers though because the treatment cured one problem and created another. Which has been the way of it, so far.
The upside is that his nose seems a bit better with the new antibiotic. Though I will not count that chicken for a few days.
The stab-in-the-dark hope is that the new drug will manage the infections on both ends.
Another upside is that the emergency docs have taken pity on us and manage most everything on the phone, so that when I show up for the laser treatments, they don't charge me for the appointment. The nurses handle the laser treatment and, since it is experimental, it's cheap.
The next steps include seeing a dermatologist and possibly a CT scan of his head.
I would gratefully appreciate prayers that we need neither of these things. Healthy calm, that is my strongest desire.
I'm just wicked tired. And unfocused. I've been escaping into tv when I really ought to be taking advantage of this time to get stuff done. Sigh.
You're probably too exhausted to get stuff done, Bonnie. Let your brain rest.
You're probably too exhausted to get stuff done, Bonnie. Let your brain rest.
Absolutely this.
It feels like my brain is resting...in a puddle.
Holds bonny's brain and cuddles it very gently.
Kinda reminds of the cartoon where a teenaged girl brings home her zombie boyfriend and tells her parents, "At least with him, I know he wants me for my br...." Well, nevermind.
Skipping for quick mom update: her hearing is getting worse, but the hospital can do nothing more about it. She'll be released today.
Social worker already talked with her. She's in good spirits, but it's a huge blow for her. She's a very active person, and now, without hearing in one ear and sometimes sickness and dizziness, we're not sure how much she'll be able to work. And work is her life.
As always, my ~mas to those who need it.
I have been sucked into Pinterest. I'd ask for help getting out...but...i really kinda like it. (i'm erin_obscure) there as well and not very good at finding people, for anyone who wants to find me and share crafty/DIY inspirations)
Shir, lots of coping~ma to your mom. I'm sorry that such a rotten thing is happening to her. And you, because you love her.
I'm sorry, Shir. I've been deaf in one ear for decades, and, aside for setting up stereos (I'd get a bi-aural friend to help) it really doesn't affect my life that much. Or perhaps my coping mechanisms are just that ingrained at this point. Anyway, I expect it'll take some getting use to.