Tuesday, August 25, 2009

bad news comes knocking at your garden gate.

"Just when you're thinking you've finally got it made... bad news comes knocking at your garden gate."


I love that line. It's so true about living in general. Life has a way of tossing a curve ball when you least expect it. That's the way it happens in my life anyway.


Well yesterday I spent the day with my grandson and grand nephew... the two toddlers that keep me on my toes these days. All in all we had a good day. One left for a bit to visit elsewhere and that left me with Mikey who needed grandma to be only his grandma for a little while. Its so hard to share when you are two.



We played football on the lawn. Grandmas are great at this you know and it truly is funny when you bean grandma for the bazillionth time with the ball. So funny you have to roll on the grass laughing. It was pretty good giggle.



Then the Medusa calls me. She has taken my dad to the hospital. It seems that he had a cyst on his chest and he tried to lance it. It became infected. He did not get it treated. Now he is unable to keep down food, is dehydrated and confused. They are filling him with fluids. The crazy thing is that they kept him in the emergency area all day long and it wasn't until 11:00 p.m. that he got admitted.


So there I am for today. I'll be running up there to see what is happening. My siblings will want to know and they will not speak to the Medusa directly if they can avoid it. They will call me anyway to make sure that what she says is true. Besides, I want to speak to the doc myself.


The doc is in fact, my doc. He took on my dad as a favor to me. He's been my doc for over twenty years. I know that he will give me the straight scoop. My dad is going to be 83 in two months. Yes, it is a long life. Still in his family that's young. They live to be over one hundred. I'd like to keep him around another close to twenty years if possible. I know, I can't always get what I want.


When I'm not at the hospital today, I'll be making sure that his dog gets walked and fed. Silly dog is old and grey... as grey as my dad and the two of them are lost without each other. I think otherwise I'll just take it easy and keep it simple. See which way the winds blow.




22 comments:

  1. I can't imagine my sister being so untrustworthy that we wouldn't all rush to see dad if she said he was in the hospital.

    I know she has done some awful things, but has she ever made up something like this?

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  2. Sorry to hear that. Keepin' positive thoughts in mind for ya.

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  3. laughing-- It's more that they will want to see how much exaggeration is involved. But yes she has done stuff like that.

    When my mom died, we tried to call her at work to tell her... her supervisor said "But I thought her mother died last summer?" She later told her supervisor that her step-mom died in the summer and this was her real mom. We have no step mom. Never had a step mom. But she got grief leave both times with pay.

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  4. Randi-- Thanks. I appreciate that.

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  5. I hope everything goes well with your dad. Good luck to him and to you as well.

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  6. AlienCG-- Thanks. I appreciate the luck wishes. He's a tough old coot. I'm hoping for the best. The Bear says she will go with me. That will be great. There is strength in numbers. :)

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  7. Hey, Ananda, you know I'll be praying for your dad and for you today. I sort of have a similar thing going with both of my parents. In my book, 83 is young. So here's to a quick recovery.
    As for Medusa...pfft.

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  8. Peggy-- Thanks. I'm sorry to hear about your mom and dad... I'll keep them in mine too.

    YOu're right about Medusa... pfft! That's exactly what my great grand ma used to say about her. Hee hee

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  9. all the best to you and your dad.

    a person can have 10 kids and 50 grandchildren but can only have 1 dad.

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  10. Sorry to hear the bad news about your dad. Sending him and your family (except Medusa) all the best wishes I can muster.

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  11. billy pilgrim-- Thank you sir.

    You are so right.

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  12. Cube-- Thank you very much... very appreciated.

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  13. Sorry. It is true that such an experience can be really really hard on older people.

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  14. Gosh, I'm sorry Ananda. I hope your dad is able to fight this off and recover fully. Sending good thoughts your way.

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  15. Pamela-- Thank you. He is looking better today. When I asked if I could get him anything he said the only thing he wanted, he could not have... mom. (She's dead.)

    Oddly enough... this is a good sign. He's not in a hurry to go there.

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  16. laura b.--Thank you too! He seems to have his sense of humor in tact. That's a good sign.

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  17. sheesh! goes to show it's always something!

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  18. crazy4coens-- Yep. It is. I tell you when the Medusa showed up in my market behind me I jumped at least three feet straight up in the air. Yikes. Fortunately, as you know, dad is doing much better. luv to you!

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  19. Michael-- Yep. I do. Thanks for the reminder... back me up a little eh?

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  20. God bless and best of luck. I'll say a prayer for your Dad.

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  21. Suldog-- Thank you sir... you're the best!

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