I lost a sister this morning. Her daughter called me early and told me that we'd lost her about an hour and a half prior. She went peacefully, in no pain, in her sleep, as she wanted. Oh Goddess, I am going to miss her so very much.
Yeah, I know she's gone on to the "next thing" - whatever it may be - but dammit, she will be so horribly, terribly missed. I've never before in my life met someone who shared damn near ALL my interests, who understood my thinking almost as well as I do (sometimes better.. *grumble*)
I know that when I grieve, I grieve not for her - for she led a full, and glorious life - but for myself - and her family and other friends, who are left behind and hurting.
I promised her that I would let her friends online know when she died. I know some of them read here too - and although she gave me her blog access, I can't seem to get it to work, so I'm posting here hoping that word gets out to those who care.
I've been pretty damn lucky in my friends through my life - but none of them has been so similar, so precious in her own right - as Leandra. To think we met in a stupid video game...
I think I'm going to go have a good cry and feel-bad for a bit.
205 days...... I hope you were right, Lea...
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Freckles and... Living la vida seta del portobello
When I was a kid, I wanted freckles. My best friend had freckles, and I wanted them too. We both had long blonde hair, blue/green eyes, similar facial features - but she had freckles. Her mom was swedish - my mom was never pregnant, so I have no idea where my lack of freckles came from.
Now that I'm OLD - I'm developing freckles on my arms and hands. 52 fucking years I've had to wait for my damn freckles - and some VERY KIND FRIEND has had the chutzpah to tell me they aren't freckles at all, but liver spots.
They're my freckles, dammit, they're FRECKLES - and that's my story and I'm sticking with it so there, phllhhhbbbhhttt.
The question arises, however, as to HOW these freckles have come to be. You see, I've been put on a different hypertension med for the last 2 1/2 months, "Avilide", and I know it didn't cause the freckles, because they've been there for a bit, just getting a little more obvious lately - but the Avilide says that I need to stay out of direct sunlight or strong light for extended periods of time.
Living la vida seta del portobello. Mushrooming. I keep the shades down and stay out of the garden for the most part. I don't know why I have to be a mushroom, but the med warning was on a BRIGHT RED sticker in BIG LETTERS, so it must be very important.
So how come if I'm living like a 'shroom, am I able to grow more freckles???
My leg is much better, thank you for inquiring. Dr. Brad is kind of like this miracle worker for my back and hip problems. I should have known better than to try and get Dr. Nick to fix this - he's only an MD.
207 days
Now that I'm OLD - I'm developing freckles on my arms and hands. 52 fucking years I've had to wait for my damn freckles - and some VERY KIND FRIEND has had the chutzpah to tell me they aren't freckles at all, but liver spots.
They're my freckles, dammit, they're FRECKLES - and that's my story and I'm sticking with it so there, phllhhhbbbhhttt.
The question arises, however, as to HOW these freckles have come to be. You see, I've been put on a different hypertension med for the last 2 1/2 months, "Avilide", and I know it didn't cause the freckles, because they've been there for a bit, just getting a little more obvious lately - but the Avilide says that I need to stay out of direct sunlight or strong light for extended periods of time.
Living la vida seta del portobello. Mushrooming. I keep the shades down and stay out of the garden for the most part. I don't know why I have to be a mushroom, but the med warning was on a BRIGHT RED sticker in BIG LETTERS, so it must be very important.
So how come if I'm living like a 'shroom, am I able to grow more freckles???
My leg is much better, thank you for inquiring. Dr. Brad is kind of like this miracle worker for my back and hip problems. I should have known better than to try and get Dr. Nick to fix this - he's only an MD.
207 days
Monday, June 23, 2008
7 words
Shit.
Shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits.
George Carlin died. That sucks and doth not swallow in the worst way.
Leandra's oncologist discontinued her chemotherapy. Apparently although there are no new tumors on her liver - the ones she has are larger. It's not helping, and she's not going to make it.
Fortunately, the Dr. says that it will be pretty much painless and easy. She will become progressively weaker, then just slip away. Knowing Lea, I suspect the "progressively weaker" bit is going to rankle some - but she's taking it with a good attitude. She's pretty certain she will have to go into a hospice soon, as her sister is having progressively more difficulty in helping her - and if it becomes worse, her sister won't be able to cope alone.
I had hoped she would make it to Election Day. I know how much she's cared about this election cycle. I don't think it will happen - but it might. I'm pretty sure she's never going to quilt again, tho.
So I guess that the quilt for Iroc (who is still AWOL and hasn't gotten it yet) will be the last one that is a collaborative effort between us. *sigh* We made a good team.
As for me - well, it's been a rough bit of a while for me, as my back decided to do the "take a hike" routine and has been "out" for about 2 weeks. I let medical science have it's chance, but I cannot sleep with my sciatic nerve bouncing around my hip and leg like a frog on Ecstasy - so I'm going to see Dr. Brad tonite and let him tinker with it via Chiropractic.
210 days
Shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits.
George Carlin died. That sucks and doth not swallow in the worst way.
Leandra's oncologist discontinued her chemotherapy. Apparently although there are no new tumors on her liver - the ones she has are larger. It's not helping, and she's not going to make it.
Fortunately, the Dr. says that it will be pretty much painless and easy. She will become progressively weaker, then just slip away. Knowing Lea, I suspect the "progressively weaker" bit is going to rankle some - but she's taking it with a good attitude. She's pretty certain she will have to go into a hospice soon, as her sister is having progressively more difficulty in helping her - and if it becomes worse, her sister won't be able to cope alone.
I had hoped she would make it to Election Day. I know how much she's cared about this election cycle. I don't think it will happen - but it might. I'm pretty sure she's never going to quilt again, tho.
So I guess that the quilt for Iroc (who is still AWOL and hasn't gotten it yet) will be the last one that is a collaborative effort between us. *sigh* We made a good team.
As for me - well, it's been a rough bit of a while for me, as my back decided to do the "take a hike" routine and has been "out" for about 2 weeks. I let medical science have it's chance, but I cannot sleep with my sciatic nerve bouncing around my hip and leg like a frog on Ecstasy - so I'm going to see Dr. Brad tonite and let him tinker with it via Chiropractic.
210 days
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