PL& the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day
by , 01-22-2008 at 03:26 PM (1905 Views)
Well, I must say, just typing out the title for this blog entry made me feel a bit better (haven't thought of that children's book in years), but I'm feeling in very much of a slump today and thought I'd try out the oft heard of therapeutic qualities of blogging. I've been sad lately anyway, after my Grandfather passed away on Christmas day this year, but there was a beautiful service to say goodbye and the family has been dealing with it pretty well. Then yesterday I arrived home, already pretty drained from being a listening ear for the friend I was visiting and wading through a couple hours of stop and go L.A. traffic, only to find my Mum deeply upset after spending hours in the hospital with my Gram after she suffered a major stroke over lunch. Mum somehow dragged her out of the restaurant into the car and to the hospital after she keeled over. Apparently the CAT scan showed significant bleeding on the brain, though they think it's stopped now. Gram's relatively stable now and able to move on both sides of the body, but still only able to talk in monosyllables apparently. I'm very, very close to my Gram. She was the English Professor in the family, and someone who's always been a mentor and a guide. We just celebrated her 87th birthday this last Saturday, and she was merrily discussing her upcoming travel plans to go to New York in February and London in May (she travels as often as is humanly possible for someone of her age and income). I'm so afraid that we're going to loose her soon too, or that her once razor sharp mind will have been badly damaged by this thing. At any rate, I'm feeling very, very low this morning, and a bit irrationally angry at things like illness, death and old age. I suppose no one's really keen on 'em.O.K., will stop complaining now.



O.K., will stop complaining now.
