FireAnt of Leave
Sep. 13th, 2021 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI woke up in the pre-dawn hours, and heard the sound of rain--a delightful sound. It was not SO delightful when, later in the morning, it suddenly became dark as night again, and then unleashed a torrential downpour! But it's actually good, because we needed the rain and it's been a long time since we had one of those summer thunderstorms.
I talked to Queenie. She still doesn't have the results of her cardiac MRI. They put her in the machine for an hour and a half. She does have a lot of anxiety about enclosed spaces like that, and asked for a sedative. They said all they could do for her is offer aromatherapy--a pretty stupid suggestion for someone with covid-related anosmia. She bailed after an hour, so she isn't sure they got all the pix they wanted. While I was on the phone with her. I got another call, from my cousin in California. I thought he was probably calling from his car as he drove around the Bay area for work, which is what he usually does. But when I called back, he picked up right away, and I learned that he has pancreatic cancer and has gone into hospice. They had just brought him a meal, and then the nurse was coming, so he said he'd call me back. He hasn't yet, so that's all I know. This was a sad shock. I felt bad that I had not kept up with him better. I thought of him often this year, but always thought there was time . . . . This is how we think. And then the time runs out.
The Sparrowhawk had a pretty good birthday. I made this cake for him: Chocolate Raspberry Cake. It is, as advertised, moist and delicious. I used some home-style blackberry jam from Keweenaw Kitchen instead of raspberry, because I think that blackberry and chocolate go together very well. We had a great Zoom with all of the kids.
I talked to Queenie. She still doesn't have the results of her cardiac MRI. They put her in the machine for an hour and a half. She does have a lot of anxiety about enclosed spaces like that, and asked for a sedative. They said all they could do for her is offer aromatherapy--a pretty stupid suggestion for someone with covid-related anosmia. She bailed after an hour, so she isn't sure they got all the pix they wanted. While I was on the phone with her. I got another call, from my cousin in California. I thought he was probably calling from his car as he drove around the Bay area for work, which is what he usually does. But when I called back, he picked up right away, and I learned that he has pancreatic cancer and has gone into hospice. They had just brought him a meal, and then the nurse was coming, so he said he'd call me back. He hasn't yet, so that's all I know. This was a sad shock. I felt bad that I had not kept up with him better. I thought of him often this year, but always thought there was time . . . . This is how we think. And then the time runs out.
The Sparrowhawk had a pretty good birthday. I made this cake for him: Chocolate Raspberry Cake. It is, as advertised, moist and delicious. I used some home-style blackberry jam from Keweenaw Kitchen instead of raspberry, because I think that blackberry and chocolate go together very well. We had a great Zoom with all of the kids.
time is a thing
Date: 2021-09-14 10:47 am (UTC)so sorry too hear about your cousin. damn. damn. damn. damn. damn.
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Date: 2021-09-14 08:07 pm (UTC)WTF aromatherapy. At my one MRI, they asked what kind of music I wanted, and I said Bach, but IT WAS NOT BACH, it was random classical shit. They probably typed "Bach" into SiriusXM or something. Anyway, my brain decided all the random clunking noises were music. I've been to concerts and listened to weirder.
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Date: 2021-09-15 02:06 am (UTC)