Finally on Sunday, mom was able to leave the hospital and go back to her hovel that is improving somewhat – the street cleaners did a major purge of all the apartment regurgitation along her block. Sunday was a nice linger in the bed sort of day except for a lot of phone calls that kept waking me from my resleep. Then Sunday night was a lovely dinner of green onion sausage from Terranova at…
Crawfish pie last night was delicious – the food is the reason why people can’t leave this city no matter what the circumstances are that they face in staying. We took Blue down to MiMis and were surprised by how few people had assembled moments before the first parade of the season was to begin. The crowd filled out as the parade rolled in but not to any degree that I have seen that crowd…
It doesn’t look like mom is getting out of the hospital yet, she’s still weak and not eating. I laid at the foot of her bed while she slept and listened to the woman in the room next door howling like a wild animal – obviously dementia – mom says her rantings have a pattern that begin with talking to someone, then ranting, then wailing. I kept trying to remain calm as I watched mom…
Bolted out of bed this morning after having a rambling dream that included Vince Vaughn. When I got outside the dawn was like a blazing fire in the sky and I said thanks to the sky as Arlene and I rushed to catch up with friends for our daily constitution. N was in a funk because of uncertainty at UNO and the Snake is sick and a general malaise that surrounds all of us here…
Slept for the first time in weeks but with the usual up at 1, 3 and 5 – L says that’s his pattern too – the old 1, 3, and 5. But dreamt all night long – dreams that had no end and all centering around frustration. And woke wakeful but with a sense of dread with no clear direction as to where it was going to come. When the Bean and I walked out…
Yesterday mom had surgery to clear up the obstruction – there was all the nail biting that goes with her going under, but she came through surprisingly well and her only gripe is having to stay in the hospital through the week as she is already getting agitated. S was very agitated at her being in the same hospital that nearly killed her four years ago. But then began enumerating her own hardships right now…
Wretched week that started with me enforcing the unwinding with N and then culminated with S and I plunging the depths of our marriage and what went wrong and could we get it back? all the way to Wednesday when S came across all of my correspondence with N and unfortunately read it. And let me count the days of tears – no I’m not sitting on the stairs anymore crying, which is what I…
I will not send emails after cocktails – I will not send emails after cocktails – I will not send emails after cocktails – times infinity. Although cheered as a hero this morning……..sometimes cocktails help get to the point – um – rather quickly. Miss my Bean already – sigh…………….off to SF.
My Boy in Chicago – one of the best writers I know loves this poet and this poem reminds me of his writing: Courtship There is a girl you like so you tell her your penis is big, but that you cannot get yourself to use it. Its demands are ridiculous, you say, even self-defeating, but to be honored, somehow, briefly, inconspicuously in the dark. When she closes her eyes in horror, you take it…
When Blue didn’t make the turn this time and had the tire blow out I just though of N saying you need air in this and that tire and how good grief I do not take the turns well. But a flat tire it was but luckily in front of Parkway and AAA came sooner than expected and the spare is a full size and now I will deal with this on return. But everthing…