Sorry...So Busy....

Sorry....too busy to write anything today....

Thanks "W" for keeping me up so late yet again last night (smirk)

So I leave you with this

 

Lovesong ~Adele - 21 (2011 XL Records)

(originally The Cure  Disentigration 1989 Fiction Records)

 

~En-JOY

Currently Stuck

Watching This Means War last night and this song got stuck in my head....

 

Sabatage - Beastie Boys 1994

Ill Comminication - Grand Royal Records

Back to the Grind

So today I am back to the grind.

Mother's procedure went extremely well, although we won't know for a month if the procedure did it's job.

Latest reports from the Cheif indicate that she had a really good night and should be released sometime this morning.

Reporting to the hospital at 8:00 a.m. we settle in for what turned out to be quite the wait. But we had enough to occupy our time. We had laughed and cut up all day. I don't know if it was because I was tired and the Chief was tired, but everything was funny. We took a video of my mother on the "feel good medicine" they had given her for the ultrasound. I was stuck at how much I sounded like her. We sent it to Julz and Dooder.

I had held it together, right  up until they came (at ten minutes to 3:00) to get her for prep.  Then in that moment, I just grabbed her. I begged the Lord to protect her, and to be with the doctor and the medical team and bring her back to me. When I let her go, she was teary eyed, and I was too.

The next three hours dragged by. The hospital is a notorious cell phone dead zone. Sometimes, I would pass through an area with cell service and my phone would ding wildly as text messages filled my inbox. The space was about 2 foot by 2 foot and was just to the right of the elevators near an interior window, overlooking the 5th floor courtyard.  I had known this from my brother's lengthy visit a few years back.  About the only place I could get a decent signal was the courtyard but it was far too hot and muggy to spend any real time down there.

"The W" had sent me a "mid-day distraction"  message, ( a funny little message sent around lunch, innocuous to some but given how our minds work and our similar sense of humor, they have been wildly suggestive in the right circumstances...anything to take our minds off work, right?) but I couldn't get the picture to load. I hopped back and forth on one foot, trying to hit the sweet spot, to no avail. I protested and he shot back "Well, just know that I'm thinking about you."  Really, I could be a penguin for all I know. He sent it again, and it is currently still loading. I can't figure out how to stop it. The Chief had offered to show me how to get it, but given I did not know what it was, I thought better of it. Julz chastized me for "trading nudie pics."  If only!

My brother showed up around 5:00. He sat across from me, peeling skin from his knees, thatnks to his Talledega sunburn. We talked about recent developments in the BPD; a recent string of murders and accidents involving various law enforcement officers in his department. I worry about him. Talking about these things makes me uneasy.

It was nearly 7:00 p.m. before we got to see her.  She again, talked out of her head, and asked the same questions over and over again, but she was awake and that was good enough for me.  Julz and her Ricky- Martin- Imposter boyfriend met us on the floor her room was on. Talk about being "family ready" right away. First Easter lunch then BAM family crisis. But he dotes on her, he gets our humor,( ironically, just like "The W") and he plays along; I think he's a keeper.

I bid everyone adieu and headed home just before 8:00pm.  I was suddenly very tired, the adrenline from the day washing away.  As I cleared the parking deck, my phone once again, dinged repeatedly as all my messages poured in. 

I do not remember my head hitting the pillow

And now, we wait...

Matters Of The Heart

Today is the day that I have been dreading for some time now.

Today my mother has an ablation on her heart to correct her arrhythmia.

We were told that when all other treatments for it fail, the ablation has a pretty good success rate. I'm not sure how one doesn't have a heart attack waiting to have it. The procedure entails piercing her heart wall, to introduce an electrode that will burn out the area of her ventricle causing the nerves to misfire. I, for one, am terrified. I can only imagine how Mother is feeling.

I've tried, unsuccessfully, to distract myself all weekend.

 Having Auburn starting offensive lineman Chad Slade volunteering at the Miracle League was pretty cool. Being a hometown boy, he was familiar with the league and what we do there. He had volunteered with the MHS football team when he was in high school.

 

We let him throw out the first pitch

 

 

 

We paired him up with "Hot Stuff"  a local celebrity in his own right.

 

He even let me try on his National Championship rings.

 

Then my plans fell through and the remainder of Saturday was pretty much a wash.

 

Sunday, of course, was Mother's Day and Mother was pretty much on my mind all day. We got to enjoy lunch with Julz. We got to her work early and were practically the only patron's there! The whole staff came by our table at one time or another. Julz is a very popular waitress. Everybody loves her, and they had no qualms about telling us.

 

So today, I am back to being nervous. And praying incessantly.

I'm told that it's a pretty routine procedure.

But nothing is really routine when it's your mother, is it?

 

Updates to follow

Mother's Day 2014

Happy "Mummy's"Day!

Weekend Plans

        I can't wait....

 

No Diggity ~ Blackstreet featuring Dr Dre, Queen Pen

Interscope 1996

 

 

 

I'm out

~En- JOY!

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