meanwhile ...

UPDATE on my Dad - Thankfully he was taken off the breathing tube a couple of days ago, then placed on a huge mask (I think it must be like the sleep apnea ones) - I tried to talk to him over the phone and couldn't make out a single word he was saying through his mask but he was yakking up storm for me (and I replied in kind by coughing my head off in his ear, dear me!).

His oxygen numbers aren't high enough so he will have to continue on a mask for awhile yet. (We've been down this road before.)

He is supposed to have a swallow test today - he is aspirating whatever they are giving him.

(He has never been the same since his 2008 stay at UCLA - he lost the ability to swallow without aspirating during that stay and it was a long, long, long road back for him - he had to have a stomach tube for a year or maybe more, my old brain can't remember now. He fought long and hard to regain his strength and be able to eat and drink again, he's quite the trooper.)

Thank you so much for all of your many kind words and care and concern for my father! Please know you are very dear to me.


I am so sorry to be so tardy in updating! I'm feeling quite like walking death over here. This bug is unlike any I've ever had before ... it begins with about five days of your feeling kind of lousy but still functional and on your feet, which lulls you into a false sense that it may not be that bad. WRONG!!! So very wrong.

Then it smacks you on the head, kicks you in the stomach and throws you down for the count!

ARGH!

My husband has been sick five days longer than I have and isn't well yet - so run the other way as fast as you can, should you encounter anyone coughing out and about - you do not want this!!!

Oh! And I had to miss my class with Charlotte Lyons on Sunday! SOB! I have been looking forward to meeting dear Charlotte for so long, woe is me.

Thank heavens for iPads and the wonderful eye candy of Pinterest (how had I missed hearing about it before now?!), two new books, off to a wonderful start (this one and this one) and a mountain of unread magazines.

(I just remembered that I left the tea kettle on the stove to make some tea, thinking I'd hear the whistle, while writing this post. Which is lunacy since my head and ears feel like someone stuffed a beach towel in them. good golly gosh. GEEZ! There was about a tear drop of water left in the bottom. Ay yi yi. I guess I can't multi task at the moment bwahahhahha)

Back to bed for me (after checking the stove, that is!) ...

Thanks again!