So, my mom is out of the hospital and doing better every day. I think and hope that all her pain now is merely surgery-related. We took her home yesterday afternoon. It’s been a while since she’s seen the sunshine, because her room didn’t have a window. I’m sure it was good for her to get out in the light, despite all of that uber humidity.
Anyhoo, the bro is coming this weekend from Greenfield. It should be a hoot. All of us will certainly be quite happy to see him.
My mom is out of surgery. Already, she seems better. Her breathing is certainly astronomically improved. We’ll probably be chillin’ out here at the hospital some more, guarding her as she sleeps 🙂
I’m definitely relieved, but I’ll be even better when we get her out of here! She’s definitely as relieved as we all are that the surgery is over.
Please keep my mom in your thoughts and prayers. I just got back from the hospital. She woke up in the middle of the night with screaming pain in her tummy. My dad got her to the ER because of the degree of pain. She went to sleep just fine, and she woke up that way.
Apparently, at this point, they’ve determined the trouble to be with gallstones she’s had for a while. Normally, this might not be such a big thing but her liver condition compounds things. I’m not sure how serious it is; I haven’t gotten much word outside of what she told me. Supposedly, gallstones with her liver condition do not make for a lot of goodness at all.
Funny how quickly a few hours pass when you’re in a hospital. It seemed like I just got there after being there for four hours. I’ve come back home to try to sleep a little. It didn’t appear any more word was coming soon, but I’ll be keepin’ my cell right by my bed.
In a way, I feel her pain because I had some major crampin’ the night before last that kept me up a good chunk of the night. It must be something in the water.
I think this was the first time I’ve cried in a movie. Truly cried. At the end of the movie, I think most people would be at least quite misty-eyed.
So, Ruthie and I went to a Renn Faire in a place called Ardmore, TN/AL. Part of the town is in TN and the other in AL. It’s a very small town. I think if you go into any retailer in that town, they all play country music. Quite sickening, really. lol.
Anyhoo, the Renn Faire was actually quite small compared to the one that happens in Florence every October. Just a 10 or so vendors encircling an area in the center where they had displays of dancing and swordfighting. It wasn’t too bad, but I think that I was pondering it would be bigger than that–I don’t think I’ve seen the full force of a Renn Faire yet. Maybe there’s a big one in Nashville.
I’m up to level 58 in WoW. I did my first Strat group last night. Stratholme looks a lot like Stormwind, the human capitol of Azeroth. The only difference is that the city, or at least the part that I got through, was full of undead and ghosts of citizens. Anyhoo, before you know it, I’ll be raiding for nothing more then rep and for the thrill of raiding.
It looks like her stories were written a while back, but this is the first time I’ve seen the accounts of Elena Filatova, and her supposed journies into the contaminated lands of Chernobyl. “Ghost Town” and “Land of the Wolves” are the stories.
I doubt a number of elements of her story, though the pictures are quite striking. In some cases, I even doubt the pictures. For the most part, the pictures remind me a bit of the lands that I travelled through in Half-Life 2. Perhaps they modelled the lay of the land after the likes of Chernobyl.
My first reaction, of course, is that this is a tall tale. Still, it’s enthralling to see the pictures and read some of her account her travels.
R.I.P. Scott Crossfield