Archive for the 'The Fam' Category
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Friday, July 25th, 2008My sister showed up about a week ago, having walked two miles from a local park because her car had broken down.
Guess who paid to get the car fixed.
She said she’d been staying with a friend with no phone, and that was that. She’s been back since, and it’s since been chaos, with the kids […]
Here Today, Gone Tomorrow.
Monday, July 14th, 2008I guess I didn’t have to worry about houseguests for long. I don’t think so, at least.
Andrea left with the kids to pay a traffic ticket on Friday and hasn’t been back since.
She called and left a message on Friday afternoon (I was puking - side effect of more Topamax - puking! Great.) saying that […]
SO.
Friday, July 11th, 2008The sister in question is my stepsister Andrea, 25, chronic non-worker.
For the past five years she has been living with - hold your breath now - my stepbrother’s baby’s mother’s mother and father (no, we’re not white trash).
The dirt on Andrea is this. My stepfather and his ex-wife had five strapping young boys. They decided […]
I Am Now Two-Thirds Cookie.
Sunday, December 30th, 2007We had a fantastic Christmas. I was spoiled terribly with books and movies and candles and clothes and some gift cards and money and a Shiatsu massage cushion (from my dad, right on dad!). I was actually very overwhelmed.
The J-man got some Lego sets from Santa and some video games, games and toys, and a […]
Merry Christmas, Ouch, Here’s Your Bill.
Friday, December 21st, 2007I got up at 6:30 in the morning to go the doctor for my follow-up appointment, showered, dressed, got a ride from my neighbor, waited for a half an hour in the waiting room, waited for another twenty minutes in the inside waiting room, and then smiled when my doctor came in.
He looked at me, […]
Mom Shoots Up.
Thursday, October 18th, 2007Last night my mom did her first shot of Forteo, the drug that is supposed to help rebuild her bone density.
Why she enlisted me to help with this process is anyone’s guess.
We sat on the couch with the voluminous instructions, alcohol wipes, needles, and the pen. I imagined that the pen, which carries a […]
Good News!
Thursday, September 27th, 2007The spot on my mom’s scan?
Arthritis.
Not fabulous, and she’s still going to have to get daily injections for two years for bone loss, but not cancer.
Way to scare the shit out of us, doc.
Not cancer. I could sing it.
Happy, Happy Thursday.
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We Be Sci-Fi Dorks.
Friday, September 21st, 2007Thanks for all the good wishes. My mom had a CAT scan done of her pelvis this morning (she can’t have an MRI, apparently, due to the metal clips in her head from the brain aneurysm), and after the results are in we’ll know more.
The J-Man and I are on a huge science fiction DVD […]
Here Lies A Cloud of Doom, I Swear…
Tuesday, September 18th, 2007We got some very unsettling news yesterday. My mother had her bone scan, not the bone density scan, which she had about a week ago, but the actual bone scan for which they inject dye into the body to see all the bones.
My mom’s bone density is 40% less than what it should be. […]
Poor Mom.
Wednesday, August 15th, 2007My mother is horking.
In the past week, my mother has popped a joint in her sternum (WTF?!), fallen down and injured her back, and mysteriously started horking.
My mother is so rarely sick that I go into panic mode when she is and start frantically throwing what I perceive to be remedies at her face - […]
