Dec. 17th, 2020

impy: TJ from Recess wondering WTF? (TJ wtf)
G'ah, the problem with baking is that it heats up the downstairs. Which is the weirder way of saying I've finally begun to tackle my To Do list. You might look at the time and think, "uh, it's like 12:30. Shouldn't you be on at least your second round of things by now?" And yes, yes I should probably be on round 3 but today is... sigh.


There was a brief kerfluffle when Mom was told her wedding ring had to come off even though she'd mentioned to her surgeon that um, really stuck, not moving and he said it was fine. I'm with Mom on this- if by fine you meant, "the nurses will absolutely be able to get that sucker off, though maybe that'll involve cutting it off" then SAY THAT. Especially when you're dealing with a widow, daaaaaaang. So that was fun. But after that it was mostly trying to pay attention while hearing the world's loudest consult in the bay two beds over. I texted my brother around 7:20, letting him know it was looking like they were going to be kicking me out very soon. Sure enough, less than a minute after I put the phone away, they start to wheel Mums away after I gave her hand a squeeze and told her I loved her. I stayed with the first nurse who gave me a very vague idea of what to expect for the day, she checked in to make sure I seemed okay, and then let me know she was going to try and get Mom's ring ASAP so I could take it with me. I text my brother again, letting him know he should definitely be on the way back, and then I get to sit in the waiting room for a minute or three until I'm given Mom's ring, which apparently slid off effortlessly with the first magic trick.

I wind up back up front and briefly debate whether I can ask to sit in the waiting area, in the same spot they let us sit earlier since we got there before admissions was open, but decided they'd just say no.

And waited. And waited. To make this shorter, my brother never answered my phone calls, texts, or FB messages. My nephew sent me a few messages and tried to get ahold of his father. Nothing. I eventually had to call Cass and ask if she could. But I only did that when security told me I'd have to leave the little area between the front doors and the valet area when it got too busy. Which was about five minutes later. It was 37 degrees outside when I went out and called Cass, hoping she'd wake up.

She picked me up around 8:40. I got the first of my calls about Mom while I was still in front of the hospital. I was so pissed at my brother. Literally the last thing I told him when he dropped us off was that Mom's doctors had repeatedly said 7:15 would be about the time they'd send me out. And it was pretty damn close to that. He eventually called me back after 10. He'd passed out because he hadn't been sleeping well.

By that point Cass and I had stopped by the Teeter to pick up cat food and laundry stuff, and then also wandered around Total Wine (both sides) until Cass decided she did not want to buy anything there after all. They did not have my Rumchata gift set and the mini Baileys were all stupidly expensive. :(

Anyway, the only reason I haven't screamed bloody blue murder is because I know this month is extra hard for him as he's got quite a few friends who've died in a very short time frame. Still. Dude. I have worked part of every day for the last 16 days straight. I'm beyond tired. This isn't somehow easier for me.

Sigh. Anyway, the last call I got was the one to just say they're still doing what they're doing and nothing new to report.

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