Guess Where I Am Now
I’m in California, now. My grandma’s dying, so I’m here basically waiting for that. I bought the tickets last night after driving home and flew in this afternoon. Got in later than expected due to some fog over Seattle this morning, so just getting a chance to hook up the ol’ laptop now. You know, one complains a lot about United, but you have to hand it to them that they sold me a bereavement flight without me actually having been bereaved yet. So that’s really quite well-done of them.
Anyway, blogging to resume as normal, I hope, tomorrow.
October 15th, 2007 at 1:37 am
I’ll keep you and your family in my prayers.
October 15th, 2007 at 3:32 am
So will I. Grandparents have an unfortunate tendency to go in for this sort of behaviour.
October 15th, 2007 at 6:04 am
I’ll mumble some beads for her too.
October 15th, 2007 at 7:24 am
Yep, they do.
October 15th, 2007 at 2:28 pm
The grandkids must be a particular comfort in these sorts of times. Good on ya, nin.
October 15th, 2007 at 3:39 pm
Well, grandpa’s too deaf to hear anything I say, but at least he knows I’m around, which I can’t much say for grandma, even if this stroke hadn’t happened (one hears that she’s pretty well gone inside, but then only she and the man upstairs knows for sure about that). But then she did move around in her sleep this afternoon when I was chatting. You almost feel like it’s like that episode of All Creatures when the sheep is sick so Herriot puts it to sleep (literally, not euphemistically) so it doesn’t suffer as it dies, and then a few days later he sees the farmer who says it’s good as new. Grandma gets a week or so of good solid sleep and all of a sudden she’ll bounce back, her brain all rested and back to where it’s supposed to be. But though she looks like a kitten when she yawns in her sleep, she isn’t a sheep, and she is indulging her unfortunate tendency to go in for this sort of thing, I’m afraid.