tobermory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Worse and worser My mom is still in the hospital � looks like this might be it. There are new complications that can�t be fixed due to other problems - treating them would make the existing problems worse. Bah. My Dad wants me to go with him today to the hospital for a meeting with the Hospice people about �long� term care options. Basically she can�t come home from the hospital because she can�t be left alone. That should be a cheery meeting. I had pretty much come to terms with what�s going on now, but each new step sends me over another emotional cliff. Like I keep saying, I have great friends who are helping to distract me from what�s going on and being a shoulder for me to cry on. I had a blast shopping with < a href=http://weetabix.diaryland.com>Weetabix last night. The shopping karma wasn�t entirely �on� last night, but I did buy 2 more pairs of shoes. Just. Shut. Up. Shoes make me feel better. I bought one pair of vaguely 40�s style brown Mary-Janes with a flat heel that will allow me to throw out a similar pair of Born shoes that look a little too much like earth shoes, and one pair of totally over the top Beverly Feldman shoes (like the picture, but mine were in black). Don�t gasp at the price � I bought them at Off 5th, so they were reduced drastically to begin with and then I had a 15% off coupon to bring the price down even more. I have no idea when I�ll wear them, Steve hated them (as I knew he would), but they called to me. It didn�t hurt that Weet said it looked like my feet won an Oscar. Tonight we�re meeting at the Crate & Barrel outlet in Chicago for more shopping. I love it when Weet comes to town! Sorry � another shortie because I have to leave early. But, if you are the person who found my Diary by searching on Google for "Dave Wakeling cute", welcome! He was a cutie, wasn't he? He was the highlight of my first Nike Run Hit Wonder 5K - I just about peed myself because I was only 5 feet away from him and he was singing Mirror in the Bathroom. Dreamy. Resolution Diary: 2:00 p.m. - 2006-03-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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