Old Age Would Bite...If It Had Any Teeth

[jmward14]

As my late great Aunt Dolores used to say about old age, "There's nothing golden about these years.  They're rusted clean through."
In more ways than one.  I feel like Lady Macbeth again.  I can't get the smell of blood off my hands, and I didn't even have the pleasure of killing anyone first.
Spent most of the day in the ER.  Mom suffered another would-be killer nosebleed.  It's been a hell of a month for her.  Won't bore you with the details, but she's taken a sudden turn for the worse.  It's gotten so bad, even my stubborn little Iron Chipmunk concedes she needs help with just about everything.  So, sometime between now and August 29, I need to set up 24/7 care.
In the meantime, thanks to my darling spouse person (who delivered a cable modem and pizza to Mom's apartment this evening) I'll be posting from my mom's instead of my usual stand.  Now if I can only figure out how to get the cat here without freaking him out.  Greg's a lot more flexible that way.  *g*
Cheers,

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[quietselkie.livejournal.com]

"Iron Chipmunk" -- what a great visual.

Here's hoping things will improve quickly for you all.

Bright side? No more coffee cream for Duzie for a few days, maybe?

[jmward14.livejournal.com]

Thanks {{{{{Meli}}}}}. I know how rough it's been for you and Boy Scout lately. Parents are such fragile things, when you come right down to it.
But on the funny side, there's an even better story to go along with the visual involving my six-foot-two dad, a chainsaw and an irate chipmunk--which he later named Genevieve in Mom's honor. Remind me to tell you sometime. :D
Duzie is making out like a bandit. He's got Greg almost all to himself. (Greg's the one he hypnotises into giving him cream. The most he can whinge out of me is an open window and a little scrap of whatever meat we're eating.) And he's taken to sleeping on my pillow in my absence. Geez, give a cat an inch and he takes your whole bed. LOL
Hugs and smiles,
Jean Marie