Eight hours of holding my mother’s hand, calming her that she was going to be all right, waiting for a catscan, an EKG, bloodwork, chest xrays to be evaluated so that the medical profession could tell me she has cancer, emphysema, heart problems, alzheimer, COPD – something to explain why she has been so confused, stumbling around, dropping objects, vomiting, lethargic – waiting and waiting for the results till at midnight I was curled up…
If any candidate can even take us in baby steps towards a new direction in our health care – it would be a great and noble thing to do. Our healthcare system right now is fraught with the same apathy and misdirection our education system finds itself at. My mother is driven home from her work with the “classic symptoms of a heart attack” – her doctor tells her to take two aspirins and call…
Down to the right of the LaLa near Dumaine is an old mansion called Fairview – which looks like a haunted house it is so dilapidated. Turns out someone has bought it but despite the fact that when they first bought it they cut back the weeds, the weeds are back up almost blocking the view of the house again. Last night on the bayou for a glass of wine and neighborly visit, there was…
After a weekend of very disconcerting visits with my mother – lethargy, crying, lightheaded, dropping and breaking objects – I finally had a talk with her cardiologist today who thinks that these physiological issues could be related to her depression. She is scheduled to see her neurologist today and hopefully there is a prescription of antidepressants on the way too. My sister’s problems are causing my mother’s suicidal tendencies to be full blown – the…
Good grief, after a sleepless night of neighbor nightmares – dreamed the Martins were holding flashlights to my windows and ripping my electrical wires off. I woke to water J’s plants and give my plants there extra dose of watering since they are all still new. And then shebang – the sky opened up and we are having the most dramatic, lightning, thundering, driving rain ever. It almost makes me want to curl back up…
I had already determined I can’t do Sippy Cups (definitions below) after my first date with a 33 year old. And now I might have to add Tool Belts to the list as well. Sad but true. The brain is the biggest sex organ that women possess – if you can’t penetrate that, then everything else is off limits. He says, “I’m not the touchy feely type.” And I ask myself, self I say, remember…
Whoa – last night after making dinner for G and M, and after B&K stopped in for some bubbly after dinner, the three of us headed out to see what was happening around the neighborhood. We started at Pal’s – still way too smokey – but even after playing $5 of songs on the jukebox, we couldn’t find our groove there, and so we headed to Ralph’s, via La Vita. We stopped to see if…
This is a lovely montage of portraits of Western women as depicted by artists.
I went to visit my mother today because I haven’t seen her since she went to Atlanta to rescue my sister. I found a crumpled old woman, older than her years, in the fetal position on her couch. I woke her up and she held onto my arm but then fell back asleep. I sat down and started to talking to her and she woke for a second and then was back asleep. I tugged…
Running late to Swirl’s one year anniversary because L had come to take a photo for the website. None of them worked – they just seemed a little forced. Meanwhile, the J-man was running around with the camera afterwards taking pics through the mailslot and I actually liked all of his better. When I got to Swirl, there were locals and then some, a good crowd, coming to celebrate the hard work that B and…