Temporary? Insanity

Warning: Serious/Sad/Negative post to follow.
Tomorrow morning we’re driving down to Vancouver for the weekend. Monday is Canada Day, so we have a lovely long weekend to enjoy. Or possibly dread.
Obviously I’m feeling a wee bit conflicted.
The last time I saw my mom she was awake, but on a ventilator and unable to talk because of the tube down her throat. Now, she’s breathing on her own, and making rapid progress in her physical recovery. As relief[...]

Normally, when I take a picture like this one, I give a silent chuckle and then delete it. There’s nothing extra special cute about it. No funny facial expression. No capturing of a sweet or funny moment. I don’t know why I kept this, but for some reason it appealed to me. And I’m glad, because it expresses some of the feelings I’ve had this weekend. It comes down to vulnerability. Becca looks[...]

You’d think that, being home again and settling into the old routine, I would have spent a portion of my day yesterday getting caught up on my blog reading.
Ah, not so much.
And I can’t use emotional trauma or physical exhaustion as an excuse. I’m actually feeling surprisingly good. Miraculously good, even. I’ve little doubt that all the prayers being said on behalf of our family are having a profound impact on our health and sanity.
No, I spent[...]

What a wonderful gift of hope our family was given this morning! Mom woke up, and not only did she focus on us, but she was able to respond to commands, and answer yes/no questions by shaking and nodding her head. This is a huge leap from yesterday, and I was tearfull with relief. To be able to tell her what was happening, to tell her how much I love her, and to see it acknowledged in her eyes, was[...]

I’m down in Vancouver and I’ve just arrived at my parent’s house after spending several hours at the hospital. They’re running tests, they’re waiting for the sedatives to leave her system so she’ll wake up (she’s yet to return to consciousness since passing out yesterday afternoon). Waiting, waiting, and waiting. There’s going to be a lot of that, it looks like.
It was so hard seeing her with all the tubes in her, and hooked up to a machine helping her[...]

I’ve just had a phone call from my Aunt, letting me know that my Mom has passed out and been taken to the hospital. She’s been really ill the past few days but the source is unknown. I’m really, really shaken up by this. Offering up a plea for prayers is the only thing I can do from so far away.
~Update~ Thanks so much for all your prayers and loving comments. Every single one has made me feel that[...]

Sorry for the picture overload, but I couldn’t resist sharing the cuteness. It was an exhausting day, but I got a happy toddler and some awesome pictures out of it. My first attempt at a layer cake was…interesting, but so delicious. Emma spent the whole day wishing everyone and everything “Happy Durthday!”, and arguing strenuously when various people dared to insinuate her name was “Three” instead of Emma. “I’m not three! I’m Emma!”, she fiercely asserted. Toddler logic cracks[...]

The outpouring of sweetly expressed thoughts and advice in response to my post yesterday simply overwhelmed me. I can’t adequately express my feelings, I just can’t. And no, a cheesey graphic can’t do it either, but hey, it was cute, okay?
I’m going to live my life with an eye to the future, but with my heart in the present. A rather nasty mental picture, if you have that sort of imagination, and a lovely sentiment if you don’t.
And moving[...]

I really need to start keeping my notebook by my bed again. I had a fabulous idea for a blog post last night, as I was falling asleep. I mentally repeated it to myself a few times (because it really freaks Neil out when I do it out loud), to help cement it into my forebrain, but to no avail. It’s slipped away from me, and that particular flash of brilliance will never illuminate me again.
I think it had something[...]

Okay, I know I abandoned you. But please. Please. Tell me you still love me. Tell me you haven’t found another blog written be a quirkily neuroticish gal who likes to make up new words. Tell me I haven’t been replaced despite my protracted absence!
In truth, I’m not feeling paranoid and needy at the moment, I just couldn’t think of anything else to post about.

More tomorrow!