On Wednesday I answered the phone, a simple occurrence, right? only to learn that my mother was in the hospital in Seattle. She was diagnosed with COPD (chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, a nasty stew of emphysema, chronic bronchitis, and asthma) about 10 years ago after suffering from a stroke in her eye that has left her blind on one side. She's been getting frailer and shorter of breath since then--and now suddenly the COPD was been "exacerbated" and she might have pneumonia, but they aren't sure.
[Side Note/Rant: Most people don't realize that lung cancer is not the leading killer of smokers--it's heart disease and stroke that you've got to worry about. They just aren't as "scary" to laypeople, but lord almighty you don't want to be in the emergency room with someone who realizes after 50 years of smoking that her eyesight is endangered because of it. And the ultrasound technician could tell just by looking at her enlarged heart that mom was a smoker. PLEASE don't smoke! ]
Where was I? Oh, Mom isn't in acute danger but she isn't well--I anticipate that she will need daily help for some time once she's released from the hospital. I'm more than halfway there, having hurriedly packed for self and upcoming workshops, cancelling appointments, activating backups.
I'm not sure when I'll be able to post next, but this very nice hotel in Salem, Oregon, has a good connection--Mill's Creek Best Western, VERY nice!--there is even a reclining chair in the room (it's pretty easy to please me). I'll be in Seattle for the next 2 weeks at least.
You know what I'm grateful about? The fact that I have a loooong stretch of plain stocking stitch to work on right now.
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