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|Tuesday, July 8th, 2014|
|Happy Belated 10th anniversary of My journal to Me.
Just looked back through my old entries, and saw my first was on June 5, 2004.
So, this entry is a celebration of the 10th anniversary of this rather sparse journal.
Yay! Whee! Woo hoo! Party! Party!
OK. Now back to, y'know, whatever. Current Mood: nostalgic
|Wednesday, January 22nd, 2014|
|Tuesday, July 30th, 2013|
|What? A journal entry after almost 3 years?
So, I saw something on another journal I felt like commenting on.
And I logged in.
I actually remembered my log in.
And I looked at my journal, and saw that I had last posted almost 3 years ago.
My mom had cancer at the time, and now she has indeed been in remission for over 2 years.
My two oldest cats, Mira and Licorice passed away in 2011.
Lacey has since been added to the household.
Oh, there's a lot more, but that's all that really relates to what I used to talk about here, I guess.
See you in 2016.
Ha ha. Current Mood: sleepy
|Monday, August 9th, 2010|
|Oh, yes, still existing.
So, I'm checking in to see how long it's been since I posted here, since it seems like forever. Turns out it wasn't forever, but March. Not good, but not so bad.
What's going on around here has been fairly bad.
In late April, my mom went into the hospital, and to make a long story short she has cancer. Now, it's just a lymphoma, with an 80% chance of full remission, so that's not as bad as it could be, but is it a walk in the park? No, of course not.
She's having chemotherapy, and yes she's handling it well. Very well, really. No doubt she is doing so well because other than the tumors and somewhat high cholesterol, she's in very good health.
She's doing so much better than she could be, and it's pretty much looking like everything will go perfectly with the shrinking of the tumor- a scan at the halfway point of the planned chemo sessions showed the main tumor had shrunk slightly more than half in size, and smaller tumors were gone completely. All great, yes. Of course, there's still the hair loss, other non-fun things.
But then, what happened, in June, is one of my uncles, one of her brothers, Jim, went in the hospital, basically because he'd been falling a lot. He fell outside, and a neighbor called 911. He was in a regular hospital room for a few days, then his organs started failing more, and after three days in ICU, he died. On June 18.
So, my mom has cancer, is going through chemo, and her brother dies. She has two other brothers living.
That's the situation that's been around here. Current Mood: depressed
|Monday, March 1st, 2010|
|Sunday, October 11th, 2009|
|Thursday, October 8th, 2009|
I honestly just forgot what I was going to say.
I'll let you know if I remember.
|Monday, August 17th, 2009|
|The real proof the world is ending
Now, if the world ends, truth be told, it will have nothing to do with pink blueberries. That could cause some confusion, to be sure, but it will not end the world.
The real proof that the Apocalypse is upon us is the fact that Tom Delay
will be on the upcoming season of Dancing With the Stars
. Current Mood: distressed
|Sunday, August 16th, 2009|
|Pink Blueberries Confuse me.
I have just learned of a variety of blueberry called "Pink Lemonade". They are blueberries, but they are pink.
This just turns the whole world upside down doesn't it?
Black is white, day is night, up is down.
It's the end of civilization as we know it. Current Mood: confused
|Wednesday, July 29th, 2009|
|Ambrose doing well
I should update to say that Ambrose is doing well.
He was in the hospital for about three days, and was a little sick for over a week after that,but he seems to be his old self now. Current Mood: happy
|Monday, July 6th, 2009|
|Saturday, July 4th, 2009|
|Ambrose at Animal Hospital
My boy Ambrose is sick.
He didn't come down to eat breakfast with the other cats this morning. This was very unusual. My mom saw him sitting on a pile of clothes in the spare room upstairs, and when I went up to him he cried in a painful way.
Last night, he tried to pee in front of my dresser, and I said, "Hey, don't do that!" And I went to find the spot where he peed, but there was nothing there. At that time I figured I just stopped him before he actually did it, but now I figured it was something more serious.
He cried more, and kept licking at his behind. So, we suspected urinary blockage and got him to the vet right away.
Yes, it is a urinary blockage, which male cats are susceptible to.
He will be fine, in all likelihood, but he has to stay there on a catheter, and then get some antibiotics or whatever to bring the swelling down.
So he'll be in the hospital for two or three days.
He might never get another blockage again, or he might. He might need special food if he does block again.
If they get blocked up repeatedly, there is now surgery that can be done, which the vet said sort of makes him like a female, because the female urethra is shorter and wider, it doesn't get blocked as easily.
So, that's interesting.
Here's hoping he doesn't have this problem again. Current Mood: worried
|Sunday, June 28th, 2009|
|Just waking up
No, I'm not just waking up for today.
I feel like I am just waking up after at least four or five years of terrible inertia.
I guess one might call it a depression, though I hesitate to use the capital "D" that makes it a medical term.
For one, it is not as if I did nothing.
I just didn't make enough effort to get heard or seen. I can't be completely sure why. There have certainly been things going on in my life, some of them health issues, but other people get themselves out there against the odds.
I just can't believe what I've done to myself.
I even gained quite a bit of weight. I don't want to say how much, though since the end of April I have lost almost 15 pounds of it.
The weight gain started earlier, though, with a string of deaths over the course of several years. That honestly is what started it, grief.
And in the last few years, another grief, that I just figured my life was not going to be any better than what it was, that the best had already gone, that I'd already missed everything worth having and doing, that grief of what felt like my own life lost sat so heavily on me I was oppressing my own soul, I think.
I have decided to have no more of this nonsense from myself.
It is intolerable.
I realize I am still alive, and I have to get up.
Do. Current Mood: relieved
|Saturday, June 27th, 2009|
|Don't go in the box
Don't go in the box.
Don't let them put you in it.
Don't even go near it.
You know the danger it represents.
It's not the box,
So much as the lid.
Once you fit neatly inside the box,
They can put the lid on.
And if they can, they will.
Avoid the box,
Avoid the lid.
I just posted this on Deviant Art.http://belavrana.deviantart.com/ Current Mood: artistic
|Friday, June 26th, 2009|
|Mauled by a kitten
I got my left wrist bitten quite badly while separating the newest cat Henry, from Licorice, whom he apparently hates. He's usually in his own separate room, as he hasn't learned to get along with the other cats yet. But I had him out on a leash to get used to them. He got in a fight with this same cat a couple weeks ago, and she got scratched pretty bad, so I did my best to keep him away from her, but damn, you know, turns out they are animals. And did you know you can't sit them down and have a talk about it? Doesn't work at all.
I don't know what to think about which cat is to blame, as she kind of started it by hissing at him under the door every time she passes by his room. The other cats don't do that. But of course he doesn't need to fight her over it, either.
He is still a kitten,really, as he's less than a year old. So, maybe he'll settle down, but after how long?
I am truly questioning the wisdom of having eight cats at this point.
He bit me so bad, and not in a good spot- I lost enough blood that I nearly passed out. I'm serious. It was going gray and my ears were ringing so loudly I was quite afraid. But, my mother was saying, "Don't pass out! I can't carry you!" And I just basically willed myself to stay conscious. It would be funny, sort of, if it weren't a serious matter.
Today I am just sort of sleepy, recovering from the injury. It doesn't hurt much, because it is my left arm, which has been injured enough that I think some of the pain nerves are dead. Current Mood: tired
|Tuesday, June 16th, 2009|
I don't know what's with me, but I'm listening to a guy talk about the situation in Iran, and he mentions NGOs a couple times, and suddenly what's going through my head is the little kids' song Bingo.
"There was a farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o
B-I-N-G-O", etc. Current Mood: crazy
|Monday, June 15th, 2009|
Lady, your swimsuit will not take off five pounds!
It will merely displace some of your fat by squeezing it.
Only you can take off five pounds.
You, or a liposuctionist. Current Mood: annoyed
|Sunday, June 14th, 2009|
|Leno joked about Palin's Daughter too
Well, guess what. Turns out Jay Leno, supposedly nicer than Letterman, told a joke about pregnant Bristol Palin back during the campaign. Only he joked about John Edwards getting her pregnant! So, not only was he insensitive to the girl, he also insinuated Edwards would sleep with an underage girl. Now that's tactful.
It's still in itself not a reason to avoid watching any of these folks, though. Jokes are their business.
I guess what I really am about this stuff is probably more disappointed than offended. Current Mood: disappointed
|Saturday, June 13th, 2009|
|Letterman's Palin jokes
I have been thinking about the jokes David Letterman made about Sarah Palin and her daughter(s). First of all, I do believe that the "knocked up" joke was intended for the older girl who already got pregnant out of wedlock. I'm not buying that it was about the 14 year old. And I do believe Sarah Palin is milking it for all it's worth and then some.
But having said that, the more I think of it, the joke does go along with the idea that a girl who puts out for one guy will be just as willing to put out for others. And that attitude does contribute to what feminists call "rape culture".
So, while I generally don't fault David Letterman for being tasteless or crass- rather, this is his style, and something I have liked about him, especially when I'm in a cranky mood- yes, the implications are more than it might seem at first hearing. He probably wasn't thinking profoundly of any implications, he just wants laughs. It's not Letterman's fault the cultural baggage is there, but it is there, and having made the joke he has to deal with the consequences. I don't think there should be any major consequences, though, mostly an acknowledgment from him that it was a poor choice. Maybe an apology?
Same with the Sarah Palin as "slutty flight attendant" line. I object to the seeming characterization of a profession as slutty when it isn't. But at least Sarah Palin is an adult. A real adult. I mean, sure, Bristol's turned 18, but that's still very young.
So, I guess I'm a bit irked, but I'm not exactly going to stop watching Letterman over it.
I just want people to know, yeah, a liberal woman can get irritated with sexist jokes even when the targets are conservative.
Now, I'm not so politically correct I don't think men can even comment on women's looks and all that. In fact, I even laughed at these jokes at first. I'm just sayin'... you know...(Edited to add: This post could be a lot more thoughtful, could touch on more subtleties or something, but for the state of mind I was in back in 2009, it's not bad.) Current Mood: thoughtful
|Wednesday, June 10th, 2009|
See, my birthday is December 10, so today being June 10 is my half-birthday.
So, I have made myself a cake today. It is German chocolate.
And I'm drinking blueberry coffee.
Yes, I know the journal title claims to be interesting. Why do you ask? Current Mood: calm