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Oh, yes, indeedy. I was faced with those cold, cruel digits staring at me with a veneer of impertinence to boot. So I reached for the iPad and continued reading my Trek novel. Luckily, the pain managed to stay in the background for a while. I finally finished it only to find that it was the MIDDLE book of a trilogy. So I borrowed the other two books.

Once again, citing nausea, sleeplessness, and pain, I talked myself out of doing household chores. Instead I managed to snatch another two hours of sleep just before 2. And woke up in the middle of more vivid dreams. Hmm, I wasn't aware that gastric upsets and sleep deprivation when combined were dream catalysts.

I ventured into SuM's living room after watching the news and my game shows. We watched "The Diaries of Ann Lister" - a fascinating true account of a woman who'd defied the constraints of polite British society to carve out a life for herself on her own terms: refusing to marry, studying a vast array of subjects, hiring men to mine her land, and - oh yes - living with a woman and adopting the role of "husband". She used to write love letters in a special code which was decrypted only after 150 years. SuM wondered whether it might have been solved by a woman!

SuM also graciously made supper: big meatballs (we joked about those), boiled potatoes, and the snappiest crispy peas. Luckily, I managed to overcome the lingering nausea and enjoyed my meal. ::breathes a sigh of relief:: Right now, I think I'm going to drink some soothing ginger pineapple juice and then read for just a titch. I have to wake up early to book my rides for next week's pub night. Yay!
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Well, I managed to get about 7 hours of sleep. Sound good? Nah, not when I woke up at 6:26. Much too early. Even worse, everything's been hurting me all day long. From my face(!) and head to my spine. Finishing up with my ankles. With the face out of commission, it was difficult for me to read, even though I'm finding the Trek novel piquing my curiosity. Sigh.

Once again, I had an emergency nap, from shortly after 1 to 3:30. When I woke up, I was in the middle of a vivid dream. Normally fine, but not when my head hurts.

Slept on and off during the news (so annoying), but was awake for my game shows. Now I just want to go to bed and forget that my body exists. I need solid oblivion.

Game of Thrones Season 7 Episode 2

Jul. 25th, 2017 12:23 am
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Ho boy... Where to start? All the spoilers ever behind the spoiler-cut! Obviously... I keep telling Peting this series is really doing me in... *collapses*

More spoilers than you can shake a stick at! You have been warned! )

As you can see I'm all over the place. It keeps happening after seeing an episode of this series. Thank heavens for the swedish podcast Tronspelet! They keep making sure I keep my head on moderatly straight. I love the crazy people in said podcast!

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Being a zombie is ... exhausting.

Jul. 23rd, 2017 09:22 pm
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It's not even 9:30 and I know I'm headed off to bed (as soon as I've taken my pills, washed my face, and done my eyedrops). Whoa, blondie. How come you're a zombie?

Well, it doesn't make much sense to me considering that the morning part of Sunday was normal: wake up at 5:45, leave home around 8:45, do church, get picked up.... BZZZZZZRT. Scratch that. Do NOT get picked up by the promised cab (and learn that the cabbie has declared you weren't there which is enough to make me start screaming). Have the rides provider promise to send another cab which luckily arrives in a few minutes. So I end up getting home around 1:50, already worn out.

I ignored lunch so I could concentrate on my service summary. I'm finally done before 3:30 and do I eat lunch then? Why, of course not. I have to go feed the cats (after coaxing Grumpy off the back deck with loving words and cute hand claps). ::puts hands on hips:: Hey, there were SO cute hand claps. Only then did I return to my cool, dark refuge ... and have a couple of fruit tarts. Not quite lunch or nutritious, but I just didn't feel like anything else.

When SuM got home, I was relieved she bought me a bottle of Aleve (though what she paid for it at the drugstore was ridiculous when compared to Costco's price). But I was desperate and didn't want my old joints to be screaming in a couple of days.

Anyway, off to do my pre-bed routine. Silly nighty-night, all.

Weird patrons at the library...

Jul. 24th, 2017 12:16 am
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OMG! This week! *giggle snort* *shakes head* At least the weekend was great? :-D

I’m of the philosophy that you can either laugh or cry about things that happen. I usually try to laugh at weird stuff happening. So that’s what I’ve been doing this week at work. Suitable, because I had my 40th birthday this week to!

Monday one of my colleagues told us that one of our regulars is going to lose his apartment and felt horrible for him.

This man btw is a refugee and claims he's a doctor, always wants to come discuss politics from his home country, always dress very nice, always carry a briefcase, well dressed (but with a lot of clothes even in summer)... Claims though that everyone he has to deal with is SOOO rude and OBVIOUSLY racist! Not us librarians though. Strange that.

Anyway, he’ll end up homeless. A shame, and we do feel sorry for him, but what can we do? More than give him advice on where to turn to?

We find out that the apartment he’s been living in for 17 years is… a student residence… only for students. 17 years… *shakes head* Did I mention that this man is probably in his late 60’s?

Right, so onwards.

Apparently the guy that owns this apartment is a friend of his, so he gave him 11 months before he had to leave, but he hasn’t found anything. (Lack of trying???) And he is unemployed, because of course. And he claims the social services doesn’t give him any help because they’re SO RUDE! (Implying they’re racists as well.)

And so he asked us if he could keep a briefcase in our storage with his laptop and his important papers in it? Acting desperate and so my colleague, who was afraid he’d collapse right then and there, said sure, sure… A briefcase is fine. We have room. Collect your papers and come on Monday.

Monday arrive. I work my first day together with another colleague as well, so there’s three of us.

He arrives and asks to use our small baggage wheels. Then he returned… with two big moving boxes! And instead of returning the baggage wheels, he apologized and said he’d return with some more… And did so, the briefcase, a plastic bag… and ANOTHER moving box!

Me and colleague go: WTH????

And it’s continued like that. My other colleague, older and from the same country originally, went above and beyond to help him.

We’ve all given him suggestions on what to do, who to call. But we mostly just get the response that everyone are so RUDE and hard to talk to. (Again, implying everyone’s racist.)

Finally my older colleague got her husband (!) to take the car and drive all his things to a storage unit and helped him pay up the frist rent.

The other colleague has TRIED to help him sign up for different sites to find a new apartment, but he just can’t do it not even after we’ve shown him how to several times on very simple sites, he just doesn’t get how to do it.

We’ve all agreed on that it seems as if there’s something wrong with him. He can’t do ANYTHING on his own! He needs someone to stand RIGHT next to him pretty much holding his hand and telling him in detail what to do.

Also, he revealed his not a doctor but has studied at a medical university, just not as a doctor. Well, hello there. Why am I not surprised.

All he seems to want to do is discuss politics. Especially the politics of his home country. Online and in RL. And he never stops.

Anything else and he doesn’t know how to do it. Or how to deal. Also, it’s everyone else's fault and everyone’s a racist and/or rude. Except librarians, apparently. We’re good and nice. (Even me, purple hair, black clothes and all. I’m surprised I haven’t been called a racist…)

I did mention this man is in his late 60’s?

How even??? He’s been our favorite topic of discussion, because seriously??? *shakes head*

At least this first week hasn’t been boring? X-D Because we have more of these strange characters coming to this here library… X-D

Also, I had a lovely visit from my mom, her gentleman caller and my MIL on my birthday. :-D We had a really lovely time with nice food and all. And I got some NICE flowers as well! The HUGE birthday bash is going to go off start of August! :-D

The weekend has been lazy and nize. The biggest event was shopping groceries, pretty much. Good thing that, next week I’m going to the yearly post apocalyptic LARP. It’s going to be AWESOME!!!

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5:04 a.m.!!!!!

Jul. 22nd, 2017 11:48 pm
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Arrgghh. So not a respectable time to wake up. But, as I couldn't breathe, I stayed up and grabbed the iPad. Good thing I have a Trek story to slog through. I was surprised to hear SuM wake up and drive off shortly after 7. Huh? Was she going to work or away overnight? I determined by the low level of cat food in the container that it must be work.

Lethargy finally caught up with me around 1:15. I dragged myself back to bed for a two-hour nap. Oh, that felt good. Even though I'd watched our new pastor via my computer yesterday, I ended up watching the entire recorded newscast. It felt weird to watch another station as I'm so used to the on-air personalities of my regular station. The unintentionally hilarious thing is that his interview was shown immediately before a report of a mega-thousands convention of Jehovah's Witnesses here in TO. ::rolls eyes::

I ended up taking another inadvertent nap after watching my game shows, but only for a titch past an hour. I'll still keep my fingers crossed that I get decent sleep tonight. And, speaking of fingers, I just took the sparkly polish off and I'm going to give my hands a paraffin bath before sleep. Aaaaaaaaah.
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Yes, I did good today. The day began auspiciously as I managed to sleep in all the way to 8:26. Excellent! I saw there was an e-mail from the admin with her attempt of a letter attached. I ignored it, needing to chill and have brekkie first. Then I attacked the editing job. It was actually quite easy and I just polished it a little. I then sent it back to her. Naturally, she was delighted, yadda yadda.

Okay, my day is going well. Next on the list was feeding the cats which means corralling them first. Yeah. Lovely. Well, I fed the two that were there, but left the back door open. When I returned to the kitchen, I was so surprised to see Grumpy sitting obediently next to the screen door, waiting to be let in. Awwwww, Grumpy. So he got a little food too, eating from Diva's bowl. So, that was taken care of, too.

I'd already listened to the national radio interview our new pastor had this morning. He thoughtfully added the direct link to his FB post. Good thing, as I don't have a radio. He was also interviewed on the national 6:00 p.m. TV broadcast. I DVR'd it, but didn't need to, because he supplied a link. Yay, Jeff. You rock (inside joke)!

Spent the rest of the day being lazy. Well, I think I earned it. Read my Trek book and tried to catch up on FB which is usually a hopeless task. Also exchanging comments with Brian who's at the airport. He still has 2.5 hours (there's a delay) until his plane takes off for Paris. Wheeeee. Anyway, as I'm not on my way to Paris ::sniffs:: I think I'm returning to reading.

The mediator(?!?) is IN.

Jul. 20th, 2017 11:30 pm
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Because there aren't enough weird things happening in my life, I got an e-makl request from the admin of my meals provider asking me to call her as soon as. Well, I couldn't quite then because my cellphone was recharging. So I decided to try using SuM's phone. Only ONE problem. I'd never used that cordless before and couldn't see the display. Sigh. So I sent a reply saying I couldn't talk for a couple of hours. We kept e-mailing back and forth and I agreed to call her around 8. Well, she was busy (at home) when I called, so I waited until she called me back. We were on the phone for 48 minutes. OMG. It turns out she's having an interpersonal problem and was asking for my take on it. I gave her my advice. Let's see if it helps calm the situation.

The rest of my day was fairly calm. I slept in all the way to 8:16 which delighted me. Though the heat and humidity had broken, we were faced with torrential rains (more flooding of the river near me) and a sudden decrease in temperature. But not enough to convince Grumpy to show up. Sigh. That cat! I also sent an e-mail to my new friend at the blind group, asking if she was going to attend the next two functions ... and whether she'd like to go out for Chinese on the Saturday of the August long weekend. Alas, no reply yet.

Then I spent a really long time washing out my recycling. Yuck. But I got it ALL done. Unfortunately I was a little dozy when watching the usual TV shows tonight. Anyway, I think I'll return to reading "Rogue One" for a while. Tomorrow I plan to borrow a couple more library books. Whee.
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Yes, she groans, I woke up at 4:45 feeling both cold and hot and couldn't get back to sleep. So I continued reading "Shrill" in bed. I finally got up a few hours later and opened the e-mail with the editing request. Oh, goody (as Peppa Pig would say), it was dead easy. Just a bit of tidying up in an invite to the Member of Parliament.

After that, I had brekkie and then relapsed back into bed. I guess that's where the 100 comes in. With the humidity, it felt like 100F today. So unpleasant. I guess that's why I dozed off to sleep for a couple of hours. Luckily, I woke up just in time to go kitty-hunting and feeding. Only two-thirds successful. There was also an e-mail of appreciation for the editing. ::beams::

I nodded off during the news (so I'm missing news, entertainment, and sports). I hope nothing happened today. But I managed to watch my game shows and tonight's MasterChef. I also finished "shrill". It was so stunning I'd actually like to own a copy - even if that's not all that impressive digitally. Anyway, now I have to try to catch up with what others were doing today. TTFN.

75% pain-free just isn't good enough.

Jul. 18th, 2017 11:39 pm
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Not when that 25% is below the knees. Ouch. And sigh. At least I enjoyed sleeping in until the alarm at 10. Had an eminently uninspiring day. Glad I had "shrill" to read.

When I placed my meals order over the phone, the CSR said the boss was signalling she wanted to talk to me. What about? Oh, a wee bit of writing concerning political bigwigs. Yes, I replied. I'll take a look at it, though not tonight. I haven't even looked at the e-mail. Crossing my fingers that more pain will leech out of me by tomorrow.

The usual TV included a dead-easy Final Jeopardy!. Seriously, Rasputin? No wonder everybody had written the question in a second. So I'm back to reading. When I finish this, I can return to rereading "Rogue One". Meed a few more books to check out (as in find out about I/o borrowing outright).

Bliss in bed.

Jul. 17th, 2017 11:38 pm
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Oh, I was overjoyed to have been able to sleep in all the way to 11:03. And I still took my pretty time to get out of bed. The only downside: my meal for the day was Fish'n'chips. Oh, no. More potatoes! But I managed to chew and swallow those lumps of 'taters.

Ended up spending even more time in bed as my fingers were hurting. So not fun. At least I'd started reading Lindy West's "shrill" though I kept nodding off because it's about how women are constrained by most societies to be small and quiet. Or, I guess, not being the new Time Lord! And the evening featured my usual TV shows.

Right now, I think I'm going to find some fanfic to read. And, then, back to bed. Wheeeeeee!

Game of Thrones Season 7 Episode 1

Jul. 17th, 2017 11:44 pm
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HOLY FUCK! I just watched the first episode of the new season of Game of Thrones, season 7!!!

I can NOT get over this show. It's so damn well made. You can tell the money, care and love is put into every episode. And this was no different. Let's see if I can gather my thoughts here...

There be spoilers behind this cut! Click at your own risk!!! )

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Well, that's what I was left with after our brunch at a supposedly upscale restaurant in the Village. Church-John, church-Brian (as opposed to baby bro), actor-Cory and I had gone expecting to partake of Summerlicious. But they didn't do it on Sundays. Boo. So I had a leek and goat cheese omelette (very good), served with a huge pile of fried potatoes (so I had tons to bring home), also a side order of very crispy bacon and a Dark & Stormy. Still, it was enjoyable being with good friends in the afternoon.

It was a very busy day at church. I arrived at 9:00 and sat outside enjoying the breeze and listening to the glorious music. Sorry, Brent, but I couldn't hear your sermon twice (lol). A lot of people congratulated me on the honour of being featured on the cover of the order of service. When Brent breezed by at the end of the first service, he said it was a "nice" picture. Yeah, Brent, because I like to smirk at everyone! I was also on duty so, as I said, a very busy day.

I was happy to get home (with my pile of potatoes packed into a box fitted into a bag with handles), herd the cats into some semblance of order, feed them, then seclude myself in order to write my review. Thankfully, I managed to do it with fewer words than normal. After that, I was finally able to relax. Watched the news, then got back to reading and finished the third "Murdoch" book. I'm now moving on to Lindy West's "shrill".

I'm relieved I don't have to get up tomorrow - and hope my body will give me a break. No early morning shenanigans, pls. And, on that note (la), nighty-night, all.
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Oh hum... I just finished off my rewatch of Game of Thrones. And my goodness, this show. I just can't even. It's so amazing. I've changed favorite characters more than once, even if one of them is quite constant. And I keep nagging on one, because FUCK HE IS SO DULL!!! Anyhow, I can't wait to see the beginning of season 7 tomorrow after work!

Yes, tomorrow I start work again. I've been on my summer vacation for four weeks now, and it's been great. It really has. On one hand it'll be good going back to work. On the other hand I wouldn't mind staying home more. Peting is staying home for three more weeks (envy!) so at least I don't have to concern myself with daycare and such things... Lazier mornings. Yes please!

I've packed everything tonight, so I should be good tomorrow. I also have the car, so that would make my morning even lazier. YAY!

Not much else to tell really. These last days before going back to work we took one day where we went to Borås Zoo for full day. And we ate out twice that day to, both lunch and dinner. Which was really great! Not sure what it is with that zoo though... but I think they're doing something right, because those animals spurt babies EVERYWHERE! X-D Even the orangutans that are supposedly really hard to breed have two babies, I think? Good match there, I'd say! *lol*

The other two days, Saturday and Sunday, we just stayed at home being lazy. Which was pretty much what I wanted. I took the time to clear out a bit of stuff to give to charity. And also I got a TON of stuff up on Tradera (swedish Ebay) so I hope I'll make some money on that. Mostly kid-clothes.

The stuff to charity is in the trunk in the car, so I'll be dropping that off tomorrow. And shop a bit for the post-apocalyptic LARP that is going to take place in two weeks. I need weird stuff that I can sell in the store my character will run. ;-)

The vampire-LARP however is on hiatus. Since there'll be a restart with it, and I wasn't to keen on joining in. Peting talked me into it though with a really cool character idea, so... we just might see what will happen there. :-)

So I'm moderately busy. It'll be worse soon, I'm sure. *LOL* At least there won't be any kids in the school for quite a couple of weeks yet. BLISS!!! ;-D

My mother is doing fairly well. She cries sometimes over Ozzy, of course. But she is doing quite well, and is doing her exercise for her arm. So I'm positive she'll recover on both accounts.

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Well, I had so much time to waste, what with waking up (again) at 5:44. Grotesque. Anyway, the results: it turns out the church copied my FB review of the 2016 Easter service to their site ... but I hadn't been aware of it. I know they've shared my FB posts to their page several times (but I always knew it because it would show up). OTOH, the info from 15 years ago may have disappeared (me on a Pride float and volunteering at Casa Loma). Well, it was still an interesting exercise.

As I was up way too early, I continued reading the second "Murdoch" book. Finished it and am now on the third. After I finish this one, I'm not going to bother reading any because these show a much different character with some unpleasant characteristics. And the less said about Brackenreid or the prevailing bias against Roman Catholics the better.

Stopped reading long enough to do two loads of laundry but still no major chores. Not with my foot pain. Sigh. At least I've laid out all my paraphernalia (medal, ruby earrings, red satin scarf) for tomorrow. Just sad I couldn't locate my Pride ring. Not that it would have fit, but still, I would have liked that option. As it's the middle of summer, there were no TV options, just the usual news and game show repeats. Note to self: it's the Stamp Act (not the Tea Tax) that caused the major kerfuffle south of the 49th.
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Well, whatever I am, I'm also the featured writer in the online edition of the church's newsletter, will also be in this Sunday's printed order of service, and apparently also somewhere on the church's website. This was the sekrit project I was asked to create, to write around 200 (I nudged that number up) words about ANYTHING having to do with my involvement in the church. With about 36 hours' notice. Oh, sure, I said. NO problem.

Ha! As if. First, I had to try to figure out the angle, and how I could make it attractive for others to WANT to volunteer. After a few false starts (where I just deleted anything I'd typed), I finally figured it out ... and sent it in by Wednesday evening, about 12 hours early. Then I waited ... and worried ... whether what I wrote would be considered too outrageous. But I was safe, and even complimented by the communications director. Phew. The article was just released and I can tell there are some church people around with a wacky sense of humour, as they used my smirking retirement party picture from 2006.

Okay, blondie, breathe ::practises IN-OUT-IN-OUT:: and tell us about the rest of your day. Well, the best thing is that I got to sleep in until 7:22. I managed to finish reading the "Murdoch" book. I was surprised that he had sex in it - but then I was late to the show and didn't know what kinds of experiences he'd had before Julia (whom I'd expected to have taken the lead after they married). Right now, I'm about to start on the second book, as my iPad had run out of juice.

I was supposed to do chores (minimum of sorting and rearranging my cleaning supplies under the vanity). But, nooooooo, yowled the pain, especially in my feet. Thou shalt not clean today. And, speaking of yowling, I was so relieved when Grumpy deigned to come in when I called. It had been another cool day. Weird, weird summer. I also dozed off again and dreamt about Grumpy and dog-like behaviour in a "Murdoch" scenario. Okay, enough dreaming for me.

Beyond the usual news and games shows, I had MacGyver on in the background while doing nothing. And THAT was the sum and substance of my day. ::crosses fingers for less pain tomorrow::
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I woke up at 5:44. And stayed up.

I've been shivering all day long. No, I'm fine; it's the outside temperature that's plummeted 30 degrees F (that includes humidity) since yesterday. So, now I'm wrapped up in my cozy capelet, as I absolutely refuse to put on my (winter) velour top.

I've gotten accustomed to daring to take a nap without setting the alarm, relying on my body to take only a couple of hours. It worked again today (but, then, my alarm was out of juice).

My contact at the church confirmed receipt of my sekrit project and complimented me. Awww, shucks.

I had to restart Liblikas. When I reopened browsers, Chrome was acting up. First, ALL the tabs had a white background; then, when they returned to normal yellow-on-black, Gmail insisted on being black-on-white (aka glaringly unreadable). So I restarted again and this time ALL the tabs were behaving. I sent Brian an e-mail advising him that there had been no disaster or panic on my part. Whew. I also e-mailed church-John to see if we could do brunch after the Anniversary Sunday service, considering he'll be driving me home anyway. He agreed. Yay.

Finally, I've sunk into my first "Murdoch" book that involves his father (and his "sister" sister dies). As I was late coming to the TV show, I don't know whether these are novelizations based on the show's scripts. So, I think I'm going to return to reading and hoping for a slightly warmer day tomorrow. Snuggly nighty-night, all.

Oh, happy hump day.

Jul. 12th, 2017 11:46 pm
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I enjoyed having an almost-do-nothing day. While waiting for my meals to be delivered, I watched Peppa Pig cartoons. Then I pondered how to attack my special project. Oh, now I need a nap. Dozed off around 2 and had a really weird dream. I was living on the second floor apparently in a house, but the floor was enormous with space for a rather klunky office. But my space on the floor was charming. Then I remember trying to go downstairs but there were all these strangers blocking my way. I had to even step over children. When I came home hours later, I was stunned to see the entire floor had been transformed as the owner was trying to grow and upscale her home business. At one end there was a wall-sized TV in front of a large conference table with leather armchairs. Then there were some technical apparati (can't remember what the business was) as well as a smaller conference table where my space had been. I was dismayed to find all my stuff (including racks of clothing) had just been put in another alcove but with nothing for privacy. No baffles or walls. And then I woke up. Just as well.

I sent a thank-you e-mail to the theatre I'd attended yesterday, thanking the client coordinator for all of her assistance. I said I'd love to attend again.

In the evening, I just watched the news and my game shows. There was a Toronto resident on Jeopardy! who'd started out very strongly but she ended up tied for second place. Awww. I also e-mailed my church contact having completed my sekrit project. I hope he finds it satisfactory. Even though I recorded MasterChef tonight, I'm much too tired to watch. I'll do it tomorrow. And that's a wrap.
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Yes, indeed.

I've now posted about our great vacation and all that... And now we'll go to the horrible things that have, pretty much, happened at the same time. To my mother.

It started the day I drove [personal profile] snowstormskies to the airport, I think. Or the day before that. Mom called and told me she'd taken a fall on the cobblestones in the city where she usually goes to shop. She'd had her dancing shoes on, with a little heel. The heel had gotten stuck, and she'd fallen over. Hit her elbow, her chin and her knee. She thought she'd just twisted her elbow or stunned it, and figured it would pass by itself. Even went to visit my brother that day. He said her knee and her elbow had been really swollen, and he'd told her she was nuts not going to the ER. But hey, she was in a good mood and not in much pain.

However, that night her elbow had gotten worse, so she'd gotten her gentleman caller to drive her to the ER. And... she'd broken her elbow. Badly. They did x-rays and after seeing the doctor there, they told her they couldn't help her there since the elbow was just such a broken mess it needed to be replaced. And that specialist was in Gothenburg, two hours from there and he'd call as soon as he had the possibility to do the surgery. Most likely Friday.

The Friday we were going to Astrid Lindgren's world, mind...

Both me and my brother sighed, but were prepared to cancel our trip so my brother could drive her to the hospital, which he has done to everything nearly so far. She, however told us in NO UNCERTAIN TERMS that we should go, have fun with our kids and as soon as she'd wake up she'd call us so we'd know she was fine.

Me and my brother was a bit nervous about it, but OK. Our kids were all excited about going so off we went (and had a great time, as you've seen). On Friday mom called and even though she was groggy from the medications and all that, we could hear that she was doing fine. The surgery to replace the crushed parts of her elbow had been a success! No complications, she'd done great before, during and after the surgery. SUCH A RELIEF!!!

Considering our dad died when doing a replacement surgery in his hip, our mom hurting herself and ending up doing surgery DOES make me and my brother somewhat nervous. BUT THINGS HAD GONE FINE! She just had to stay at the hospital for a couple of days for observation and to start learning how to train her elbow to make sure it didn't lose muscle and all that...

So that went well!

And, yesterday, she was allowed to come home. So, my brother and his kids picked her up all hugs and all that. And went home to my moms house, so they could spend time with her in the evening and make sure she was settled after being away from home for... four-five days.

They walked in the door and first thing she saw her cat Ozzy, her HUGE Maine Coon cat, unmoving on the carpet where he usually sleeps. Now he barely moved... nor breathed. Cue panic.

To mom her cats are her sweethearts. They're her babies. And she loves them SO MUCH. Nearly as much as she loves me and my brother and her grandkids, I'd say.

My brother just helped mom get the cat in his carrier, then he took her and his kids and the cat to the animal hospital, which is quite the drive away, but he just did it. He, as I, know how much those cats mean to my mother.

When they got there Ozzy was so weak, they didn't dare to put him through x-ray, he was placed in intensive care with extra oxygen to help him breath. Mom was a mess, totally heartbroken.

They stayed there all evening. There were a few exams of Ozzy, although they didn't dare to disturb him to much. Apparently his intestines were clogged up for some reason. And they suspected he'd eaten something that wasn't good for him. Telling mom and brother there were nothing they could right now, Ozzy would be under constant watch in intensive care and they'd call them as soon as they knew anything or there were any changes.

So they left. And shortly after they came home to moms, deciding my brother and both his kids spending the night at moms... (Brothers kids didn't want to leave their grandma alone... gawd, I love those kids!) Anyway, shortly after they came home around 11pm late late at night, the animal hospital called. And Ozzy had died when they'd tried to take a sample of his blood to find out what was wrong with him.

Beautiful, majestic black gentle giant Ozzy had died right then and there.

*sob*

Mom is ABSOLUTELY heartbroken. That huge cat was her baby boy. He and his best mate Eddie, a small lean farmcat. Eddie and the other two cats she has, Måns and Svea, are all alive and well. But yeah. Mom is so upset, heartbroken and sad over losing Ozzy, I just can't even.

They buried Ozzy in her yard today. Next to the two cats I grew up with 20 years ago, Pyret and Ida, and her other Maine Coon, Sigge, that also died after being attacked by a wild animal. My brothers kids and mom had picked flowers, and my brother dug the grave.

If you have any good thoughts to send to my mom, please do. We're all heartbroken over losing Ozzy. He was a HUGE gentle giant and a true personality. He'll be greatly missed.

RIP Ozzy.

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