Jump Jive Wail away

Brian Setzer doesn't need to put this to music. My mother today did quite a bit a of work on her PT and the Physical Therapists stated that for bi-lateral (both) knee replacement recipient; she's doing about average. Her problems aren't in the relearning to walk, but rather in controlling her blood sugar (she isn't cheating), and getting her blood pressure and heart rate to real levels. They have her on many meds to control the BP, but they still aren't enough. She can't leave ICU until she's off IVs, and so there she stays.

My father is not dealing with it. He "looked like a tick, about to exploded"+. He sleeps worse than I do, or rather he can't think of speak at his level of stress and restlessness. I sleep poorly, but have gotten used to it -- whatever that means. I think he's remain a mess until she's discharged from ICU. ICU is also a pain in that they have no long visitation periods. In minutes it goes 30, 30, 60, 30, 90, 30 spread throughout the day. The patient isn't capable of sleeping because of background noise, pestering about meds, vitals, confort. It is a real treat there, I tell you.

I saw the tail end of her PT today. She nearly cried, but she merely winced and was flat-out worn and spent. She actually rested during a visiting time, so I popped in, sat, watching her sleep with heavy and quick breaths. Her heart rate is way too high for resting. She complained of wheezing today. The stress of being there isn't helping her get out.

Fire then hire

Canterbury Schools is now hiring middle school teacher, I wonder how/why.

all about the Drama

My sister called her daughter "drama queen" yesterday.  I suppose that isn't bad, considering that she knows (and does) the symptoms and characteristics.

 

"You know what I'm going to get you for Christmas Mom?  I'm gonna get you a cross; so that whenever you feel unappreciated, you can just nail yourself up on it for everyone to see."+

 

My sister likes martyrdom, "the hours are good and [she] like[s] the pay"++.  I've understood her feelings/need for the drama.  I don't think she was missing attention, though another sister got more of it, through trouble-causing.

 

+ Ref, movie

++ Law & Order episode where a stand-up comic is suspected of his wife's murder; the quote in in reference to being an SOB, for wife beating (and other abuses)

shaved with a blender

I shaved today and masacred my face.  It looks mangled, well ... I can tell, many others wouldn't notice.  I gueess I shouldn't try to use bladed items when tired and stressed in the background.

Map to the stars

As I pulled into the parking garage, a man gave me a hospital campus map. I was going to "tell him [I've] already got one", but since he was likely a volunteer, that wasn't nice. I took it and parked the car. I just thought it odd, since I found my way around, why I would need a map now, but that's no big deal. In my mind -- map to the stars' homes, like patient 23A19, TK421, and more.

The expansion of the campus might make it difficult to master navigation, for say 10 minutes, then you're completely in control, unless you're a fool and/or a bad driver.

zombies

Father didn't play golf yesterday. His partner didn't want to play in gloom and mist. A couple of players went on to experience heavier rain before quitting. Father also finsihed early with poker -- not winning and came home to rest. This morning, he looked unrested. On the way back from hospital, he was blinking often. I was driving, making the trip less scary.

Mother wasn't rested. She was loopy with sleeplessness, pain meds, and other meds. She ate more of a meal today. Last night, she tried the veggie lasagna and ate it pretty well. She had "perfect shaped" french toast which she ate most. Her appettite is slowly returning. She's plain tired of being there, I can't blame her. Her vitals are still high yielding yet another day there in ICU.

She is also experiencing "sub" week, in that two of her regular doctors have substitutes this week (those fellow doctors working in a group). I don't think she likes that too well.
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I am now trying to switch from coffee to juice whenever possible. It can be a little less acidic and destructive, but not always. My stomach is still queazy most of the time. I caught 7 minutes of sleep at hospital and felt rested this morning until I sat down again, then the blanket of grogginess hit me again. Between my father and I, my father is the worse for wear. He dislikes hospitals and doesn't really know what to do. He's used to giving commands -- directing, but here, now -- nothing. He's in control of squat! In this matter, he's neutered and it isn't a pretty sight.

I am suffereing, but less so, because I have had practice with pain and sorrow and loathing. I also have a job that I must take -- stone, for Father and family are jello or water. They can erode me with time, but I stand firm and must be different.