April 28th, 2003

Wings

Busy, beautiful weekend.

Friday night, I had a wonderful massage from my favorite student practioner, snorklet. I thought we were heading home afterward, but gymgeek's brother needed some alcohol and karaoke, so we headed up to Leilani Lanes. First time I've heard "Last Call" in a long, long time.

Got home late, slept in late. It was heavenly.

Saturday was a gorgeous day, and I got sucked in working in the yard. Suddenly, it was time to head down to gymgeek's parents for a yummy dinner of cassoulet. We hung out for a while, came home, and went to bed fairly early.

Slept in again on Sunday. gymgeek dropped me off at tarsyddad's house, and headed to his D&D game. tarsyddad and I spent the afternoon making hypertufa pots....1 part cement, 1 part sand, 2 parts peat moss, mix to a satisfying muck, mold into pots. It was great fun. She reports that they're drying nicely. They *should* have the strength and wearability of concrete pots, with much less weight. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Went to bed early, and getting up with the alarm didn't seem that bad this morning.

I think we needed the rest. Sleeping in sure was heavenly.
Wings

skritch....skritch....skritch....

is the sound the scapel makes biopsying a mole on my back.

It was kind of interesting, not seeing it, just feeling the movement around the numb place on my back.
Now, a couple hours until the numbness wears off, a few days for pathology, and 14 days to get the stitches out.

Dad had what the doctor termed a "mini-stroke" last night/this morning. It didn't do any serious damage, just made him fairly discombubulated this morning. He couldn't remember why he was living in Puyallup, where his wife was, where is apartment was, etc. It was frightening. But by 1 p.m., after he'd finished with the doctor, he was pretty well orientated and lucid again. The doctor says that while the brain figures out how to repair itself, things go a little haywire. Fortunately, this isn't a precursor to a bigger, more disabling stroke, but unfortunately, we don't know if or when it might happen again.

Anyway, a busy medical day in the life of the Kelly family.

Off for nice red wine, pasta and dinner with my sweetie.
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