Mother Said There'd Be Days Like This

You may or may not have noticed that I have not blogged in several days.

Life can be so complicated sometimes, that blogging and other enjoyable things come to a halt.

Mother, as we speak, is in the hospital, and I, along with most of my other family, have been right there with her.

She has an intestinal blockage, which ain't good news no matter how you look at it.

We'll know either tonight or in the morning if surgery is imminent, and odds are, according to the doctor, surgery will be necessary since her body has not been able to pass it on its own.

Brother of Many Surgeries and His Wife both have the flu, and have anxiously called often for progress or lack thereof because they can't be present.

I know from experience, that is harder than long waits at the hospital.

Prayers appreciated for us all.

I Have To Admit It's Getting Better

For one hour this morning and a couple of hours this afternoon I was able to do more than: blow nose, whine, double sneeze, hold ribs, cough, whine, eat cough drops, take medication, spray my throat, and of course, whine some more.

I did lots of stuff: I put shirts on the rod when Daughter handed them to me and put some stuff in the drawers. I put bleach in my fountain and clicked the button so it would run all day, hopefully destroying all the little baby mosquitoes in the process that had been stewing for a week in the still water. I sat in a chair and scrubbed the toilet. I glued the spout back on the broken tea pot. I fed the cats. See? I was productive!

I actually felt some anticipation of our upcoming vacation, which I had been unable to do because I have been sick for a DANG WEEK. I haven't been this sick this long since I was fourteen and had the flu.

I pretty much missed Father's Day. I missed Vacation Bible School. I missed my massage, people!

If I am not 80% better by Wednesday, I'm going back to the doctor. Enough is enough.

But for now, I have to admit, it's getting better, a little better all the time....