Sunday . . .
Really, the end of a horrid week, but an end that makes up for all the rotten stuff that life saw fit to squeeze into 5 days. I won't go into it.
Cool stuff, though . . .We got word that the dog will be transported to Delaware on Nov. 19, in time for Thanksgiving. This all seems kind of prophetic. Way back when I became part of the family ( which at the time included 3 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, a finch and a stressed out mother) , I remember asking about the age of the dogs, as other than Diana, they were the only ones who seemed truly glad that I was sticking around. With the information at the time, I kind of settled on a date in November as a likely birthday for both Woody and Gru(e), who were about the same age. The date? November 19th.
Then, the last time the family was all together (while the dogs were alive) was Thanksgiving 2002, and it was during that visit that we first realized that Woody was ill. Now, Thanksgiving 2005 looks likely to bring us all back together again, and this time, if Rachel comes and brings Oscar, we will be 3 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, 2 mothers, 2 grandkids, and Chris and I. We need a bird. Or two.
Mom found her way back into the hospital with a fever of 102, and the attitude of an angry hornet. Once she got there, she was happier about the food and the response time of the nurses, but not much else. Then a day or so later, her blood pressure bottomed out, and she was taken into the ICU, where they determined that she had a low blood count, which possibly indicated an internal bleed. They scoped her and found a tear in the intestine, which they repaired. She's back in Acute care now, but angry about a lot of things. Long story short. She getting better, though her PT has suffered.
Finally, our 11th anniversary was a wonderful, relaxing day that ended with a great bottle of wine we lugged back from Italy two years ago and a sumptuous dinner at Copper Fish in Cape May, NJ. Here's to the next 11.
Cool stuff, though . . .We got word that the dog will be transported to Delaware on Nov. 19, in time for Thanksgiving. This all seems kind of prophetic. Way back when I became part of the family ( which at the time included 3 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, a finch and a stressed out mother) , I remember asking about the age of the dogs, as other than Diana, they were the only ones who seemed truly glad that I was sticking around. With the information at the time, I kind of settled on a date in November as a likely birthday for both Woody and Gru(e), who were about the same age. The date? November 19th.
Then, the last time the family was all together (while the dogs were alive) was Thanksgiving 2002, and it was during that visit that we first realized that Woody was ill. Now, Thanksgiving 2005 looks likely to bring us all back together again, and this time, if Rachel comes and brings Oscar, we will be 3 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, 2 mothers, 2 grandkids, and Chris and I. We need a bird. Or two.
Mom found her way back into the hospital with a fever of 102, and the attitude of an angry hornet. Once she got there, she was happier about the food and the response time of the nurses, but not much else. Then a day or so later, her blood pressure bottomed out, and she was taken into the ICU, where they determined that she had a low blood count, which possibly indicated an internal bleed. They scoped her and found a tear in the intestine, which they repaired. She's back in Acute care now, but angry about a lot of things. Long story short. She getting better, though her PT has suffered.
Finally, our 11th anniversary was a wonderful, relaxing day that ended with a great bottle of wine we lugged back from Italy two years ago and a sumptuous dinner at Copper Fish in Cape May, NJ. Here's to the next 11.
posted by (jim) Bo Ba Log at 12:27 PM
2 Comments:
Okay, I understand I may have rushed the Thanksgiving thing. Maybe we won't all be together. Sorry, wasn't trying to force the issue.
not to "force the issue" myself. but WE'LL be there. and we'd sure love for as many of the family to be there as possible. especially since this might be our last holiday in the states before 2+ years abroad. looking forward to it, no matter who comes!
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