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Update thingy...
Aug. 24th, 2016 03:53 pmLet's see....Wednesday and Thursday, you'd have thought MIL was fine. A little confused, but fine. She was a *pistol* discussing decorating the room, griping about the "former" cook, praising the "new" cook......you'd SWEAR she was recovering. Friday she started slipping; she kept falling asleep while her hairdresser did her hair, she kept calling me SIL.....but still, she was *there*.
Saturday, she started sleeping all the time. Sunday and Monday she didn't wake up at all. Yesterday....yesterday the Charge Nurse told me she didn't think it'd be too much longer. Herself and I had to leave at noon, but the rest of the family was there.
Today I took off - we had an ortho appointment. I called SIL....and MIL has rallied. She woke up yesterday and demanded FIL *kiss* her (!), and laughed and giggled at all the jokes. This AM she's been sleeping....but still giggling at SIL's jokes and banter. :scratches head: She's also not as swollen as we'd thought she'd be (she's been off dialysis now for 11 days. Usually day 10 is it.).....we're confused. Hopeful, but......unless we're granted a miracle, this is the last gasp. :sad:
We've been busy. I've finished 2 pairs of socks, 1 dress, have 1 dress that just needs hem and buttonholes/buttons, and......my studio is almost built. And...we bought the kids a Makerbot Replicater. :innocent whistle: Herself is happily planning a BUNCH of cosplays.....(Ebay is your friend. I got it for less than half-price, and it only had about 6 hours of printing time. Still expensive, yes - but we don't have jet skis, or motorbikes, or go-carts...we don't have an RV, or go mountain-climbing, or other expensive habits. This? Will more than earn it's keep, I promise you. Both kids have plans for it.......and I like them to be creative. It's been fun this past week, watching them play around with it.)
Anyway. We're back on vigil tomorrow AM. My building should be finished tomorrow; tomorrow afternoon the electrician and flooring people are supposed to come out to quote me on those. Once the wiring is done we'll insulate and panel the whole she-bang, then the carpet can be installed and I can move my stuff. It's bittersweet, but.....life goes on.
Saturday, she started sleeping all the time. Sunday and Monday she didn't wake up at all. Yesterday....yesterday the Charge Nurse told me she didn't think it'd be too much longer. Herself and I had to leave at noon, but the rest of the family was there.
Today I took off - we had an ortho appointment. I called SIL....and MIL has rallied. She woke up yesterday and demanded FIL *kiss* her (!), and laughed and giggled at all the jokes. This AM she's been sleeping....but still giggling at SIL's jokes and banter. :scratches head: She's also not as swollen as we'd thought she'd be (she's been off dialysis now for 11 days. Usually day 10 is it.).....we're confused. Hopeful, but......unless we're granted a miracle, this is the last gasp. :sad:
We've been busy. I've finished 2 pairs of socks, 1 dress, have 1 dress that just needs hem and buttonholes/buttons, and......my studio is almost built. And...we bought the kids a Makerbot Replicater. :innocent whistle: Herself is happily planning a BUNCH of cosplays.....(Ebay is your friend. I got it for less than half-price, and it only had about 6 hours of printing time. Still expensive, yes - but we don't have jet skis, or motorbikes, or go-carts...we don't have an RV, or go mountain-climbing, or other expensive habits. This? Will more than earn it's keep, I promise you. Both kids have plans for it.......and I like them to be creative. It's been fun this past week, watching them play around with it.)
Anyway. We're back on vigil tomorrow AM. My building should be finished tomorrow; tomorrow afternoon the electrician and flooring people are supposed to come out to quote me on those. Once the wiring is done we'll insulate and panel the whole she-bang, then the carpet can be installed and I can move my stuff. It's bittersweet, but.....life goes on.
